She leaves
The hospital
Entrance
Behind
Into cold
Daylight
Her car
To find.
In her hand
A pink waste bag
Bearing
Her fathers clothes
Barely six hours
Now deceased
The garments smell
Hospital and creased.
From dream
Into reality steps
Mortality bites
Grief is kept
Until she sits
In her car seat
Shes lost her dad
Now tears seep.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Comments3
Always wondered, outside of the legal process why we have to go away (to hospital) to die. Heart rending goodness of a read🙏🏻🕊
Many thanks
You’re much welcome 🙏🏻🕊
Touching write, tears of grief, write touches on a situation many will relate to, well expressed
again, many thanks, much appreciated
You are very welcome
Wow! this conveys well the feelings and shock at loosing someone that close. The picture is painted well with olfactory as well as visual and auditory cues. A very well done poem
you are too kind, thanking you
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