My precious

This morning, I cried.
Over foggy coffee, fiddling with my phone,
I watched a woman in her hospital bed wake up with new lungs.
How long she bore the breathing mask I do not know.
There were doctors and family gathered ’round.
They took off her mask and said “breathe”.
Her eyes.  Her eyes as she looked from one to another.
She looked as if she would cry from joy.

I cried because she made me realize how precious our time is.
She had surely looked death in the face, and was reborn.

All of my aches, pains, complaints, all of my worldly sins,
I can bear perhaps a little more easily now,
after seeing this angelic scene.

Someone once said Go, and sin no more.
Our lives are worth so much more.

3 Comments

  1. sunshinysa says:

    How much we take for granted!
    Beautifully said.

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  2. Jeff Rab says:

    Love, love, love this!!!!!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. This is very sad and heartbreaking. We all should learn from this. We must appreciate our lives, laugh more, smile often. đź‘Ź

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