Karen Feist Poet Rhyme

I Left My Purse On the Chopper

It is day number twenty-one.
I've been awake for a week, I think.
The ride in the chopper was fun...
But my hair never slept a wink!

I love how the Universe speaks.
The tap on the shoulder, a whisper
From angels who know time has ceased
Asleep, til her prince just kissed her!

A tragic event - I might die
But i woke up and everyone smiled.
The husband and kids by my side,
The Universe bearing a child.

The Doctors and Nurses from God,
Who helped me get back on the hopper,
Discharged me with twenty prescriptions,
But I left my purse on the chopper!!

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Sue Mason October 24, 2009 at 11:17 AM Very clever write here, Karen. Its been a very long time since you've posted here at the Soup!! Hope you return with more great writes and Happy Holidays to you and your family!

Jim Fish June 7, 2009 at 10:51 AM Having had a heart atack in 2004, I can feel your words... except for leaving my purse on the chopper, that is. I left it in the ambulance and my wife had to run it down for me. lol Another good un! Thanks... <><

Raul Moreno April 20, 2009 at 12:22 AM Excellent and nice flow...Raul

John Loving Iii March 5, 2009 at 3:48 PM hope your alright. i was just getting to knw you. john

Donna Golden January 31, 2009 at 7:12 PM Karen, I don't know whether to laugh or say, "Oh, dear Lord, are you alright??" I guess, both. Is this a true story? Do tell. Loved this bit of imaginative writing if it's not true. Blessings, Donna G.