Back in the darkness
Clean reassuring sterile
Smelling like gentle citrus
The world may be upside down but
this room is okay.
Soft smiles and fragile voices
which call quietly to God in heaven:
heal me.
Eyes are staring wide but sleepy
Shadowed with empty memories
Her face is so lovely and she is sad
don't worry.
Hands are warmer than the piled sheets
comforting. The night
is so very long it seems to never
end footsteps coming and leaving speaking words
of patient love they cannot know why
Each heartbeat is a victory.
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