Hospice Poem by Rachel Kovacs
Hospice
Her hands shook
as they wheeled
him away.
Had his lips
been dry?
Had his body
ached?
Had he longed
for a touch
against his
fragile skin?
Could she
have done more
to relieve
his pain?
Could she
have loved him more,
needed him more,
begged him more
to stay?
Her head swam
in the deafening silence
of guilt and sorrow
as she
buried herself
for feeling
relief.
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5/4/2024 8:21:49 AM # 1.0.0.1119
So much suffering at this time. For the dying and the loved ones.. Just seems to much to bare. Thank you