A Hall Mate

Three hundred eleven across or over
Activity a coming_going before
Her surgery and after does she need more
Seeing nurses techs doctors in there flying
Several times when all this commotion wonder if dying
Then she slowly would emerge from her door
With physicial therapy taking her over
Not once in the whole ordeal did see crying

(woman across the hall when husband
was in the hospital..Her husband was
looking after her so he called nurses to 
wait on her so he would not have to do it.
She was at physical therapy yesterday..)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Skyles-Theoklapoet Avatar
December 29, 2010 at 1:54 PM
Such a good read Sara but sad somtimes actions from others may need to fill their hearts with love,joy and poetry.I want to thank you so much for your kind and caring comment.Have a wonderful and Happy New Year.Teresa
Situation Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 5:52 PM
your suppose to write about observances. you never know what they may become. tnk
Dietrich Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 2:42 PM
Interesting for you to do this, just write about what is going on around you at the hospital. That is what I did with my Yuletide rEcovery poem, the year I was in the hospital. Cute title Hall Mate! Luv, Andrea
Falotico Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 1:59 PM
Wonderful write Sara...I promise to catch up on your work this week, been busy working through our NY blizzard... lots of OT lol love Michael
Smalling Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 1:57 PM
I see not only empathy but identification, my friend ... each words is deep with compassion. Happy new year!
Culverhouse Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 12:50 PM
stange poem...may not understand if have not heard the story. love ya mom.
Mehta Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 7:51 AM
Very inspiring write on the love that demands nothing from one, Sara
Onclaud Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 7:22 AM
of supreme love that knows no bound, sara... brilliantly expressed! huggs, nette
Duffin Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 7:00 AM
Hi Sara. Sad things trigger such emotion. You captured here so strongly. Yes we just buried Dan. I sang in the church and at the graveside. so feeling a little down. Will talk later. Eamon
Goff Avatar
December 28, 2010 at 6:28 AM
Selfless love....I see it in the long-married....rare these days....good work! Sara!...jimbo
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