Heaven Sent
fatigue drenches my body
as i lie like a log sunken in wet cement
too tired to sleep
too daze to fully awake
heavy are my old bones
droopy are my eyelids
weariness blankets my soul
cold and still in a restless rest
through slits of small eyes
i see the shadow of death
and feel the nakedness of his skeleton hand
upon my clammy brow
as my eyes ease gentle into enteral slumber
BRIGHT LIGHT
the clanking of a metal spoon
in a glass bowl of hot chicken soup
under my arms.two hands set me up
fluff my pillow
then spoon feed me
warm chicken broth
that vitalizies my senses
my eyes glazed slowly open
and i see an angel
through good times or bad
through happy or sad
in sickness or health
lowering me back to rest
with a cool cloth on my forehead
and a warm hand holding my own
with a touch that connects our souls
and a smile that is Heaven Sent.
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