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Saturday, May 19, 2018

The Hospital Bed

There was sadness in his eyes
If only someone could look up There

He could always muster a smile
When someone asked how was He

Lying on his bed all by himself
No one  could see that he was Lying

Eyes were the entrance to his souls and beacon of truth
But who had the time to look at them the Eyes

Everyone came and he did laugh with them
Cracked some jokes and made merry withe Everyone

Not before last the smile began to fade
Gloom began to set since time there was Not

Short of breath but something came over him as a thought
Life is precious worth living to the fullest even if Short

Sad eyes then began to come alive and gloom faded
Outside the window the Sun rose and he was no longer Sad

One life is all we get whether spent alone or with all
Journey is what you make of it before merging with the One

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