For Goodness Sake
It comes and goes in bits of flow,
yet where it goes I do not know.
The in between is hard to take.
I pause and think, for goodness sake.
Someone so nice beside my bed,
a hand, a touch to my white head.
She smiles for me each time I wake.
I pause and think for goodness sake.
Then through the veil my love returns.
It pains me so you voice concerns.
Your eyes so sad my voice soon breaks.
I pause and think for goodness sake.
Then off she goes her tears well hid.
Soon back again if I should bid.
I love you mom, her voice will shake.
I pause and think for goodness sake.
In honor of my wife for the attention she
gave her mom those last few months.
© May 2011 - - Iambic tetrameter- -cgh
Copyright © Charles Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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