Morphine and More of It

Her spirit lingered for days,
wandering around the hospital
visiting her friends, making small talk

Some heard, others thought she was a mosquito
spirit returned to Room 119 often, to check on body
Body was having a difficult time

Chest rattle said it was time to go
Body would not give up
Spirit was hoping hospice would come in

Morphine! Spirit yelled, and lots of it
Body relaxed at last, releasing spirit into the next journey
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Hankins Avatar
September 20, 2021 at 6:46 PM
So sad when someone fights so hard not to go to the next part of their journey. I have seen this, and it is not pretty. Then, there are those who just peacefully drift away. My friend Dave did that. He wanted to go, so he did. He is still very much with me, as I have a wonderful painting he did hanging on my living room wall.
Krutsinger Avatar
September 21, 2021 at 9:14 PM
I told my sister I am not going to have a headstone; I think they are creepy. She said how will people visit you? I said they can look at my 500 paintings, read my 13,400 poems, and read my seven books.
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