Hospital Bed

Hospital Bed You lay there on the hospital bed Looks, begging at me Shaved head, white face Tubes with fluid from your brain My first, my kindest, most verbal Unable to move, to speak Dear God, I would tear down heaven Raise up hell, to help, to fix You came back to us, A hard road travelled by you Courage and will ablaze And now you, a professor in brains Your Disney baboon, I bought you Whose arms could hold you when I couldn’t Sitting on my desk now, can’t believe The memories held in fluff A hand upon your brow, cool lathe Your angel came to see you Told you, all would be well, no matter Had a beautiful smile you said I believe in miracles Eternal, unknowable, infinite love “Dad, don’t sweat the small stuff” ,you said Know what ? - gets truer every day. J Paul Kennedy