Eleven Hours
Eleven hours you waited
To get you some meds
Now you are dying
In this hospital bed
You squeezed my finger tight
You twist and turn your head
You moaned in pain
Just before you were dead
Your lungs start to struggle
You couldn’t fight anymore
Your little heart stopped
I collapsed to the floor
They brought you back
Said you weren’t dead
Your heart restarted
But oh, your cold little head
We said our goodbyes
We gave you our love
Were you there watching
From way up above
It didn’t have to happen
My heart went with you
It could have been changed
I am broken in two
Copyright © Charlotte Cooper | Year Posted 2023
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