This morning, my husband and I had to be at the hospital very early. He had to get a procedure done and I spent a lot of time waiting in the lobby. I mostly observed people and wrote this poem about what I noticed. I’m quite tired now, though. I just did my exercises for the day. Hope you all enjoy the poem and thanks so much for visiting my blog/site. Have a great weekend!
White walls and white floors
The sun’s barely risen
New ones go out
Old ones come in
Her soft voice questions
“How much longer will it be?”
Waiting for hours for a room
They’re running tests on me.
New mother with her baby
The child’s sound asleep
Having no sense of time
Mama knows baby’ll grow fast.
The elderly man, papers in hand
White hair and wrinkled face
Behind his eyes, so many memories
I wonder the stories he could tell.
The phones are ringing, coffee’s brewing
Pagers summoning the next patient
Faces looking weary and sick
Worrying of what will happen next.
Flannel shirt and barely can walk
Many places to choose to sit
He sits beside me and asks how I am
He’s wheeled away, I pray he’ll be fine.
Keeping an eye of every person
I look a bit deeper in awe
Every face has a some story
Either just beginning, middle, or ending..
A young lady reading her book
An old man searching for his place
The young baby going home for the first time
I hope that all of them will be fine.