"So Very Blessed"
( a poem about the Corona Virus)

They'd been in love forever
Now she was fighting for her life
The virus crept in silently
And it cut just like a knife
Her breathing was so laboured
Every breath a mammoth task
Her tortured face obscured
By the sad presence of a mask
All he could do was sit and wait
Each hour a living hell
He couldn't sit and hold her
There was no one there to tell
How much he loved his sweetheart
How he couldn't bear to think
That she might slip away from him
Her life now on the brink
He held his head to hide his face
As tears streamed down his cheek
A nurse approached him weeping there
He found it hard to speak
She said that he could see his wife
As there was very little hope
In mask and special clothing
He sat near her and he spoke
He told her that he loved her
And he gently held her hand
He said she had to fight for life
The life they both had planned
Her body heaved a little
The nurse rushed to her bed
The panic shown upon her face
Spoke volumes  she was dead
And lost in grief and sorrow
He prepared to hear the worst
He didn't see her open eyes
Nor feel her touch at first
But slowly she came back to him
And though too weak to speak
The nurse said she was on the mend
The virus passed it's peak
He cried a million tears of joy
His prayers had been addressed
He felt like he had all the world
Their lives so very blessed.
The nurse was also weeping
She'd seen many lose their life
But the tears were tears of happiness
As the man embraced his wife.

The End           by David Whitney   c 2020