Mick calls in scared
He’s wasting away
Wants to know
If he could get tested today

I tell him to calm down
One question at a time
He breaks down crying
It’s blowing my mind

My face crumples with fear
Heart heavy with sorrow
I know how he feels
Could be there tomorrow

I want take his pain
Wrap it in my arms
It’s a road once traveled
We have to stay armed

I tell of the times
I speak of the swab
I tell him results are rapid
So it’s less worry on your mind

He purges of his life
Bankruptcies and home strife
I tell him its okay
Probably just stress of the day

We share a few smiles
He now SEEMS okay
I tell him come next week
Guess we’ll see Monday





****Hope this doesn't offend anyone. These are only my words****

I cannot say
this is my life
I understand.
I can say, only,
my babies have walked
this path.
And I cry, for them, for you,
for him.

I want take his pain
Wrap it in my arms
It’s a road once traveled

^doubt you'll offend anyone, tis poetry, all relative and who couldn't relate to this, it's what puts you fine writers in such a unique group....thought provoking.

nicely done...welcome to the site

Thanks everyone!!!!