My Mary's Accident

It started as a normal day We cycled out the usual way Enjoying early morning sun Like this many days had begun

But the other side of Cricklade A foolish error Mary made As a jogger to overtake She went too wide, a bad mistake

One moment things had been alright The next Mary was not upright I then rode into her back wheel And could not keep an even keel

It hurt my ribs as I came down But what caused me to start to frown Was to see how Mary was pained From the injuries she’d sustained

As she sat there upon the ground I felt a sorrow quite profound At the bruised swelling on her arm Why had she come to so much harm?

I had soon bound her arm up tight At least it was now out of sight We then slowly made our way home Both trying not too much to moan

Once we had returned to our house I was needed to help my spouse To ensure that her wounds were clean But I wished that I had not seen

Gradually the days went by To keep going out we did try But all my ribs still hurt inside And it was a struggle to ride

Mary’s swelling started to go And there was less bruising to show But she continued to complain That she was still enduring pain

And with such limited movement It was quite a predicament The source of quite some strain and stress For she needed help to undress

Life now really was not much fun And I knew something must be done She needed a positive move To start to get her to improve

And so I didn’t disagree When she set off to A and E Surely they’d be able to say That the pain would soon go away…

It seemed an age that she was gone I found it hard to carry on She sent an intermittent text But what was going to happen next?

At last she was able to phone And explain she’d broken her bone(s) This wasn’t what I’d hoped to hear And to my eyes it brought a tear

For now I had to contemplate That on Mary they’d operate To put her bones in the right place ‘Twas difficult for me to face

If only we had sooner known What on those x-rays would be shown Then things might not have been so bad And I would not have felt so sad

They would have to put her to sleep Oh, that thought made me want to weep I prayed that she would be alright For I already felt uptight

But that would not happen quite yet And so to come home she was let We did not know how long a wait There would be until the op date

It came sooner than expected That her bones could be corrected I wished I could have gone with her But that wasn’t the way things were

And so another long day passed l think maybe her op was last Eventually I had to ring I needed to find out something

Had she now from the op come round Had she recovered safe and sound I rang and to a lady spoke Who said Mary had just awoke

And when asked if Deaves was her name My Mary she did then proclaim That she thought so but wasn’t sure To me those words did reassure

And so it was later that night Mary came home, to my delight But it really did upset me Her many bandages to see

For her now I provided care I had to learn to do her hair I needed to help her to dress And eating she got in a mess

Those days did seem both hard and long Her accident had made things wrong She couldn’t even give a hug Nor safely hold on to her mug

So I continued to regret That with misfortune she had met And I often felt so distressed That I could not get any rest

Time for us carried slowly on I wanted her bandages gone I wanted my old Mary back Without a blemish or a crack

Later I got another shock Something my confidence to rock For on her arm a massive scar That did so much her surface mar

Maybe with time that scar will fade For that outcome I’ve often prayed And for her aches and pains to go Oh, why does progress seem so slow?

I only want things as they were I hate it when something hurts her And so it is my wish sublime That I could somehow turn back time!