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This poem is about meeting life's challenges of illness with love. |
| SHE’S UP AGAIN Dedicated to my husband of 51 years I’ve come to know the time by her pain It’s four O’three and she’s up again I am so tired I just fall asleep Her place near me I will patiently keep When I feel the weight of her body press the bed I will lift the covers and welcome her head To press my chest and gladly bear Her magnetized body against mine is there I comfort her by placing her small hand Precisely into my own larger span She knows that I will always be here To welcome her back and ease her fear These moments so rare and short I appreciate every breath, every thought She’s up again and I can hear her prayer Praying for endurance and courage to bear What this life has woven in its delivery Then, she prays for me! Earthene Fleming June 20, 2007 Author’s Comments After a very long and difficult illness, I sensed these are the sentiments my husband may have had about me. |