Today Turns Into Tomorrow Poem by John A'Hern
Today Turns Into Tomorrow
Day to day not normal events
We can sometimes control their intent
Tomorrow is waiting for the unwary
You love your life there is no dreary
Health comes knocking
Remember me, it whispers in your ear
Your thoughts your feelings as well as fears
You awake in hospital lots of fuss
No pain to speak of, why are you here?
Heart attack has sneaked past your defences
Time starts to heal like mending fences
Sitting resting contemplating
In front of your eyes your loved one falls
Health has not left your home It is overstaying its visit
Back to hospital as an observer
Watching staff weave their magic
You hear words that hammer at your brain
A heart attack is once again laying its claim
How can this be is it a dream?
Hours turn into days as you sit by your loved one's bed
Visiting hours over, each day you walk away
Sliding doors of the elevator shut you out
Staring at a steel wall that opens at a buttons touch
So many thoughts streaming through your head
None make sense as they catch each other up
When one loved one falls ill the other manages
When both are ill your World collapses
You both sit and dream of tomorrow's chances.
This captures just how quickly life can take a devastating turn. Your loved ones can be fine one moment and in a hospital bed the next - it's scary. Even more so when it's more than one of your loved ones. I really hope that this isn't your current situation, but if it is my prayers go out to you and your family.
don't ever be scared Just remember you are like a coin with two sides and one side is birth and the other death be satisfied you have only been brought so that after a while when time has rot you are also not forgot as you must exit also it's no curse but a ticket with which you came along The burden of living will be lightened death of course must come Docs only help you to naturally and quietly succumb LIVE AND LOVED WELL SO well done...
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4/25/2024 7:46:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
THIS IS QUITE NICE BUT ALL don't have heart attacks those born in 1937 and 1942 do many are victims of cancer too I am ill since ages gone but rarely visit a doc until I m well just to confirm all is how I feel about me Docs smaller mercies I treat myself only my experience mainly else I'd have died much earlier could be God give souls to docs to help souls so that GOD you at least are not forgot Amen