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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

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