Lying in my Hospital bed,
At Addenbrookes once again,
Hoping with YOUR Help they’ll get me well,
YOUR ‘Angels of Mercy’ once again.
Multiple problems have I now,
Patience I have yet to learn,
My Mind now open once again,
My Heart to YOUR distant call.
We all Patients in this Ward,
All created according to YOUR Will,
Will be healed in YOUR Own time,
My turn ~ Make me well ~ Not ill.
Day and Night Nurses have their tasks,
Of the patients, I am one of many
Needing the help of their care,
When wishing to ‘spend a penny’.
My Body resting, my Pain awake,
Words flowing from pen to pad.
Help me overcome the pain,
Merciful, Healing G-D.
Copyright © Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] – 31/01/08
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