Friday, December 14, 2007

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I'm curled up on a bed in an ER exam room. An elderly woman lying on a gurney rolls by my door.

The gurney stops for a moment.
She turns to me and her tired, sad gray eyes meet my tired, sad blue ones.
Whisper acknowledges whisper.

Then she slowly turns away as the gurney moves on.

4 comments:

sista said...

Michael,
I just want you to know that you are always on my mind and in my heart. I'm using my strength to send you my best thoughts and feelings. that's how I work....
I love you and hope to hear from you later. I'm at work now, on a short break.
Love,
Nancy

Michael said...

Thank you, Nancy, and I love you, too. I'm going out to visit Mother on Wednesday.

Anonymous said...

You are so loved.

Lisa

Michael said...

As are you, Lisa.