it will be okay
marketa has never seen me like this
worried
restless handwringing
unable to breathe properly
i had hoped
she never would alas i am in a state
because she has had a scare
the kind
a doctor delivers in steady tones
all emotion drained from her voice
now tests
will follow and then what we don't know
i had hoped to be her rock through such times
in sickness and in health
~
we are up early a procedure at the hospital
five a m
i am shaky but better
last night i was not good now
as i dress
i wear my lucky socks silly but
they are cheery they make me smile
it will be okay
but it will be some time before our life resembles
what it has been i will be here for her
though i may be the one
needing their hand held i hope
i can rise to the occasion i seem to be generating
a litinay of hope
~
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2019-09-11 at 20:42
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