To Suffer For Our Children Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

it is good
to suffer
for our children

I have a little red pill
a little pink pill
a larger round white pill

an elongated yellow pill
and as a night cap sleeping pills
oh what a good pill am I

which is for what
and what they...
are for I know not

just want
to sleep to rest...
and feel not

and wake
to hopes
of good health

better days
with something
really good

achieved
along
the way

I caught
this flu
from Kayla

cuddled
her held
her in my arms

to put
her to sleep
when she

was ill
not
feeling

well
not
complaining

so I wear
this flu
like a badge

of honour
I would
rather

I was ill
than my
daughters


Copyright © Terence George Craddock