January First
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This is how I spent my January 1st-
The day my life caved in...
January first, 5 a.m.
I have been awake
24 hours straight
He collapsed
At his birthday bash
His new shirt, stained
With greedy pain
Acrid spear
Flavor of fear
New year, cold
Joy, on hold
Ambulance lights
Bloodied the night
Emergency room hours
Threadbare and dour
Then, through speckled smoke
Appeared white-coated hope
Medicinal radiation
purifies contamination
Relief discovered
He will recover
Nursing staff
Gives healing laugh
Safe harbor, clasp
Sleep - at last.
1/6/20
Copyright © Michelle Faulkner | Year Posted 2020
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