"Stay a little longer," he said.

The wink of urge, the want she felt in her chest was sharp and careful.

Mirroring the tendency to stir up the settled sugar at the bottom of a stained coffee mugs and tea-cups.

The loud knock woke him,
"Who are you? you killed my dream.. " he cried in agony,
"Society! what they call me "

Blue angels surround us,
To take away the pain.
Help always given to those in need
The poorly never turned away.

We lie in beds silence surrounds,
Voices spoken quietly,
Not to wake others around.

Wheels heard in the distance,
Clanging around,
Anticipation from the hungry,
As food is distributed out.

Those not on solids,
Mushroom soup,
orange juice given out.

Relief given to ease those in pain,
Soothing the aches of whom had surgery,
To numb any discomforting pain.

Blue angels walk the halls,
Just a touch of a button away,
They do there jobs professionally,
Looking after those who are in there care.

For those lying in there beds,
The nurses are there blue angels
They walk around their ward,
Because they really do care.