A Gift Poem by Kasia Fedyk

He sat in a chair with wheels,
they became his legs.
I didn't feel sorry for him, he didn't want me too,
his pain was agonizing, I saw it shut out of his eyes,
his body did not even twitch,
he asked me if wanted something to eat,
I replied, oh no, no nothing, thank you.
A huge clamp sat in my throat,
it was choking me, a big heavy metal object stock there,
I was scared, fear or maybe pity, for a man sitting in front of me,
he was tall, his face was long and bony,
his nose like a work of art,
his eyes blue, deep blue, piercing and loving and lonely at the same time,
but there was something else in them something I have never seen before, maybe it was just my imagination, but no there was something there, something else.
the radio was playing, the music filled the room, it was good, my mind drifted with it, I was trying so hard to hide what I felt,
I did not want him to see it,
Oh God, I hope he did not sense it.
This was the first time I saw him after the accident,
well, no, I was there when he was in a coma,
I don't know if he even knew I was there but it doesn't matter now, he is alive, Oh God he is alive.
We sat and talked for a while,
it was so good to see him,
we sat there in a dark for a long time,
just set there,
the music continued to play,
after I said goodbye, hours later,
must have been morning by than,
He gave me something, something I will never forget,
he gave me my life back,
I walked out a changed person,
he gave me a gift.