Coming Home--Sad
thanksgiving coming
he asks over and over
when will you be here
I will be ready to go
with a kiss I say "early"
since February
after his legs were removed
he has not been home
our son will be there to help
coming home for Thanksgiving
arriving early,
he is sleeping so soundly
not ready to go.
I cannot awaken him.
the nurse shakes her head sadly.
he won't be waking
how long will it be before
it could be a day or weeks
turkey cooking, guests coming
daughter comes to relieve me.
I phone everyone
all children and grandchildren
we all want to be there
browned turkey comes out of oven
stuffing is his favorite
stirring the gravy
I hear telephone ringing
instantly I know
message brief and to the point
empty chair for evermore
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2013
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