An Accident Poem by JJ Evendon

An Accident



I'm not aware of my injuries.
I wasn't aware there were flowers.
I was aware of the pretty nurse holding my hand,
and of her perfume and her smile.
She spoke in a language I could understand.
Her kindness amplified by the warm summer's sun.
Soon we were chatting and laughing,
and I began to feel better - even managing a smile.
I see cards from well wishers
a box of chocolates and grapes,
but I can't reach them, so they'll have to wait.
Later, I dreamt I was with her
a glass of wine by a fire.
Even if my legs cannot support my broken body,
I am alive – and that is all I want to know.

An Accident
Monday, November 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: medical
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