Forgot How Much I Loved Scrubs

FORGOT HOW MUCH I LOVED SCRUBS tears roll in big drops, as the credits roll. dressed up in tailored suits, friends comfort a doctor dealing with death. ~ first act, he insults, doesn’t care, drops sarcasm like a sarcophagus. stabs interns with his relentless words. but they wear their comradery-uniform, bordering him left to right and behind. one hand on each shoulder. and he lets them take care of him, allows his sarcasm a reprieve, wholly-enveloped in tears for his sidekick-brother, a chapter forever closed in a flowering coffin - an uncle his child would never meet. ~ tears roll in big drops, as the credits roll. dressed up in tailored suits, friends comfort a doctor dealing with death. 10/21/2017
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Robinson Jr. Avatar
October 21, 2017 at 11:14 AM
Your title carries a strong message for this emotionally moving poem, Kim. Very heartfelt poetry. There, however, is joy in the sadness of the words ... the loving memories can be retold to others who knew not the beloved. That is a willing labor of love in which the living should always be apt to pursue. Thought provoking poem w/such emotional nuances. Love and peace always.
Rodrigues Avatar
October 21, 2017 at 11:18 AM
Thank you, Freddie! Blessings your way! :)
Hauser  Avatar
October 21, 2017 at 9:02 AM
So sad
Rodrigues Avatar
October 21, 2017 at 9:05 AM
For sure, but I needed tears to roll today. Helped clear my head :)
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