Yellow Poem by Mekale Clifton

Every new encounter brought a new color
always some funny remark would follow
once he would see the unusual color of my nails
he would really laugh when they were yellow
saying they matched my car
He had a stroke.
We went home until he was out of surgery
I had purposefully put yellow on my nails
It was the first time seeing him in the hospital
he was in and out of the induced sleep
he finally gained some consciousness
He looked down at me holding his only hand with feeling
and he smiled.