© 2019 Eliane Boving

Scars

A Hand To Hold

Transfusion
Confusion
Rolling to surgery
Scarier than burglary
Alone
A tear
Fear
Could death be near

No familiar face
To slow my heart's pace

Doctors and nurses are in place
Looking into my face
Breathing through a mask
That's my task
Deep breath
In
Out

Eyes wide open
Scared of closing
Forever closing
Never again seeing
My favorite human beeings
Surgical light
Shining bright 

Doctors and nurses are in place
Staring at my face
In
Out
I have to let go
Trust in the flow

Transfusion, confusion, perfusion
Asking for a hand
To hold
It's cold
Will I ever grow old

A hand to hold
Holding
Eyes closing

(13July2016)

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