All of you and all of me were together.
We were both on gurneys
something wrong with our hearts.
At least I could see you,
talk to you, even as the doctors talked over us.
Before they put us on the stretchers
I could hold you, smell you, feel you close.
my dearest, I thought it took courage
for us to walk through your life
so full of pain from procedures
But I am a coward in the face of your loss.
And while nightmares in sleep end with waking,
the nightmare of your loss just goes on and on…….