Little Red Truck Poem by Barry Middleton

Little Red Truck



I thought that I was right out of luck
till I took a short ride in the little red truck


the nurses were pretty on the 7 to 11
I thought I had died and gone straight to heaven

but then they brought in the breakfast food
and with it descended a sad broken mood

it was something like an omelet made of something like eggs

and a cold cup of coffee that was nothing but dregs

I speedily concluded this just might be hell
my salvational trip wasn't going very well

I was sure that must be it but I didn't smell smoke
so then it crossed my mind it was another bad joke


two nights was all I needed for the asthma attack
butI pray to God in heaven I don't have to go back

Little Red Truck
Sunday, December 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life,illness
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I was in the hospital from Dec 21 till the 23rd with a severe asthma attack. Scary stuff.
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