Sunday, December 18, 2011

The Hospice Nurse, Remembering



One death in the city.
Two in the country.
Three by the light of the silvery moon.
Four crying peace.
Five hearing angels.
Six hearing gunfire.
Seven never born.
Eight never lived.
Nine holding tight.
Ten letting go.

Letting go.
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3 comments:

  1. AnonymousDecember 19, 2011 at 6:41 PM

    and then i breathe... go to sleep... and start again another day

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  2. AnonymousDecember 19, 2011 at 6:42 PM

    why are the holidays so very difficult... as so many choose now to die..

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  3. AnonymousDecember 19, 2011 at 6:43 PM

    and once again , rhonda, i share with you... barb... miss you

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