Days you don't want

In a circle, I held your mothers hand

do you remember?

I was there

I squeezed her hand

I heard her sobbing

while her sister prayed

with us

for you

Please bring you peace

Bring us all peace

Words I would not have said

because there are some things I'm too naive to accept

 

Your words, whispered, clang like hourly bells

 

"I guess they'll induce a coma -

put me to sleep

because I can't live like this"

 

and then,

 

"Don't worry, I'll pull through this"

you worried about my worrying - 

said more for me, than you

 

Maybe the most selfless words

I've ever heard

 

Love,

        Trevor

 

The End

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