Tuesday, June 19, 2012

In nine months

Now I*m using sports metaphors.  Things may be worse than I thought :)  At least this time I knew the seizure was coming.  An hour*s notice.  A definite comfort.  

You better believe
She says
We will be watching you
In nine months,
To see what happens.

I envision that month
Wrapped in cotton padding
Until the danger
Is past,
A month in catcher*s garb,
As I wait for the pitch,
Behind the mound;
Pray for the batter
To hit it
Clear out of the park,
Completely out of sight.

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