waiting to knowA Poem by marilyn 1225morning at the medical centerlook at the people sitting resignedly waiting for an examination of their body, their lungs, heart, and bones... flu shots, pneumonia shots and injections to''' feel better'' they all have their stories, their times now and past, and each one could be a book the lady with white hair, glasses and a bony body, dressed in a pantsuit and meekly waiting for dr know she was the child who loved balloons, and roller skating as fast as could be, she was the teen who had boys chasing her around and around till she fell down, she was the bride on the arms of her dad, the mother in labor squeezing out the new flesh and soul, and after the hard work was through, she now tries to relax, reading a home improvement magazine, as she waits for Dr. Know to tell her she is cured the man in a wheel chair, big and strong, who needs help getting thru the bathroom door, his foot bandaged " can you believe I am sixty "he says, when asked if he was a football player at one time... he says yes, he played for the Rays, and now he waits for Dr Know, to check his cast, his broken leg, and his spirit that still wants to play the invisible patients do not speak, they sit ... hoping their name, the important name, will be called next... so their trip can end........... Marilyn Nepp oct 12, 2017
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6 Reviews Added on October 13, 2017 Last Updated on October 13, 2017 Authormarilyn 1225Aboutwas a teacher for years, love books, love art work and swimming I live in NJersey and write free style poems not always with rhyme my friend Dara recommended this site more.. |

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