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