Thursday, June 16, 2011

Severed

She sits at his bedside
   listening to the cadence of the machine that records his remaining heartbeats.

His face is relaxed with medicine.

She knows as she looks at him that beyond the pain is an unknown date that will be his last day.
       A date that will be engraved in stone and forever serve as a testimony to his last day here.
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3 comments:

  1. SusanJune 23, 2011 at 9:21 AM

    took my breath away.....

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  2. AnonymousJune 23, 2011 at 11:09 PM

    those few sentences wants me to read the book :)

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  3. Merry MEJuly 20, 2011 at 11:27 PM

    I was there by my Dad's side. No machines, just a few of us talking quietly then counting breaths, then talking. I leaned over and whispered to him, my hand never leaving his. Somedays I'm still in that room, knowing what's going to happen but still praying for time to stop so I can have my Daddy back again, if just for a few more minutes.

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