Poetry

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I raced from court
We stood beside you,
beside the hospital bed,
awaiting the surgeon
Husband and pastor,
touching you, holding your hand
huddled near you
in the temporary cubicle
the falsely private space
sharing words of encouragement
words of prayer
beside your bedside
words of faith in the
Grace of God
His hand on our lives
his guiding of the doctors,
the nurses, other staff
caring for you
in your moment of need;
Human concerns still,
in the passing of the time
the uncertainty of the minutes
ticking away, beyond the estimated
surgery, numbing waiting,
uneasy
By you again in recovery,
answer to prayers
How good He is
how blessed we are

September 9, 2006 14:18

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