and reached across the bed.
The pillow sighed its airy sound
from not supporting your head.
Out from my fog of weariness
I realized you were not here
then grimaced at the reality
you were over there, it is clear.
Over there at university hospital
In the Unit - 52 ICU.
Respirators, IVs, sedation drips,
and plenty of doctors too.
Not even wearniness would allow me
to forget just who we are.
A fighting couple for all good
battling oppression near and far.
For years you fought for everything.
Oh, so much for everyone else.
I beg you dear, continue your fight, but
today you must fight for yourself.
Edited on December 8th, 2002
DelCano
2 comments:
i hear the weariness in this, my friend....and still the love shines through. Oh, that others would have the same commitment that you do!
Hugs,
Chris
I can feel what you were feeling because I have been there
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