One Soul
I sat by your bed last night
Your hot brow covered in sweat
I removed the heavy burden of thick blankets
I covered you instead with a fine light sheet
I held your hand and stroked your hair
I soothed your brow with a cool damp cloth
I stroked your cheek and told you how beautiful your are
And that you were going to be a glorious angel one day
That you are so close to passing pulls at my heart
I spoke softly to you as I washed the fever from your skin
You are someone's daughter, sister, wife, mother, friend
Your eyes shine too brightly in the softly light room
In time a week, a day, an hour, a moment, that stage will reverse
Your eyes will dim and the brightness will leave this world
So my hands are gentle in all your care
For you are my charge and I am your nurse
©Dark 2017
