At the North end of the hall on the second-floor unit
A room adjacent to a wall of windows
A view of mountains, sunshine, a drying lake
A mother sits with her child, under colorful soft blankets, stuffies, tubes, and tape
A room with butterflies, sunlight, and color
A trio of kids on a bed, young and holding on to each other, the laughs, the
fun, the stories,
Their tears.
A quiet room adjacent to a wall of windows, no beeps, no machines breathing
A mother holds her trio, whispering softly of love, acceptance, peace
A father sits bedside, a small hand in his, pain in his searching tear filled eyes
A team clad in greens and blues, standing vigilante, hearts open, strong
As tears fall from cheeks. A final check after only minutes, no more fears, no
more breaths
No more beats.
A pair of kids, a mother, a father forever changed
A team clad in greens and blues leave, duties done, objectives accomplished
Hearts heavier.
A few hours later, at the North end of the hall, on the second-floor unit
An empty room adjacent to a wall of windows
A missing bed, blank walls, a floor dried of tears
A day of rounds, notes, and treatments completed
An end to a long week with too many gone too soon
A new day, a new mingling of greens and blues
A mother sits with her child, under Spider-Man blankets, stuffies, tubes, and tape
A view of mountains, sunshine, a drying lake
A room adjacent to a wall of windows
At the North end of the hall on the second-floor unit.
