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December 6, 2016
Our hearts as normal,
ticked away,
as we awoke,
at break of day.
A regular day
like any other,
until the phone call –
God help us Mother!
Fast forward goes
a beating heart;
the mind a jumble –
where to start?
So much to do,
now doesn’t matter.
Alarm bells loud,
disturb the chatter.
The laughter that
was yesterday,
replaced by thoughts
in disarray.
Then to the appointment,
unexpected.
What had the test
results detected?
With baited breath
hands clasped together;
through thick and thin this pair,
seen off bad weather.
Then joy of joy –
the gods align.
No need for panic –
all would be fine.
Though the call to see
the Doctor a s a p,
nearly was the death,
of he and me.
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