Got It

By Nicole 9/18/12

farm equipment

leaning against the grain

highs of sixty-five

lows of about forty now

clouds, no rain.

heart pains developed as a sixteen-year-old girl

helped evermore, looking up to Heaven, mercy O King,

a daddy almost unaware

the glare of Life; repentance routinely taught

fighting want…

strife-in the mix

momma dying slowly.  too early in the wake

nine emergency room visits in a year, oh dear!

stroking the pain again. doctors near know my name

as ambulance drivers stop by

as i sit; working. uniformed in personal tragedy.

walking away in a new direction, westward…hesitation in the valley

hold my hand here, honey, we can make the trip across the way.

married today! looking up beginning again, oh wow! whew!

never repeating the trip in a tornado of thought. battles up!

Leave a Reply