Visiting you, weeks into your illness,
I almost passed your bed
so unlike yourself you had become.
You saw me, but propriety
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Very well done, James. So easy to devolve into cheap sentimentality in poem on this subject. You keep it straightforward and honest. Nice closing metaphor.
Very sad poem. I've had my share of dealing with people in hospitals and I relate...it's very hard to keep a cheery disposition while wanting to run out. Good poem. Sincerely, mary
Excellently judged, James, and honest.