Get Well Soon!

Get well soon!
Read the card
Covered with names

Some bees buzzing a tulip.

Followed by a message of support, thoughts and prayers

And a signature

A name giving proof to the message.

Like a choir singing in unison
Willing the moment

An end to illness
With knowing hope
And seething despair

Ready to sign mine
With blank gaze
Wondering what to say
Possibly my final words
Only enough space for a blurb
What do you say to a man who
For no reason I could find
Cared for me
With words and deeds

A greeting smile

A gentle embrace

An inviting member of the village of my life

No room for what I want to say

How much it hurts to know they are suffering.

Wondering with each breath.

Palms now sweaty

Still holding this card

Like a hot potato in my hands.

With a wink

And a nod

I said
I love you man!
I love you man!
That’s what I said
And wished I had
Gazing into his eyes
Holding his hand
Had said it before
Before his death bed.