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May 2013
It hit him hard
and he was left dizzy and reeling
from the collision between his ears
and Penny's mouth

Still laid up in bed
she had been there for almost a year
a year since something else
hit her hard

Every day Kyle had visited
and waited for her to wake up
and the doctors warned that may never happen
but here she was

What were her first words when she woke up?

"Kyle," she asked.
Her voice was quiet
almost deleted by the hum of a dozen machines that had watched her as diligently as her husband had
but to Kyle, they were the bells on their wedding day

"Kyle," she asked, as he grasped her had tightly
the hand that, for the first time in a year, held his back,

"Where's the baby?"
Christine Eglantine
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Christine Eglantine  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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