Whispers at night
Saying, “it will be okay…don’t worry”
I wish for those whispers to be true
Life is coming to a close for so many
What to do, where to go?
Ah, just to be free of the pain without the drugs
….just for a few hours…
My love and I only have hours
We wish to believe, though, in the whispers that sometimes come at night
I watch my husband at night, twitching, sweating, watching the muscles jerk – – twisting in pain
We join each other in the pain and try so hard to help each other
In the end that’s all we can do.
Because, we know that we never were at the control station of this fragile existence of what we call life
It is all in the hands of a higher power