Archive | June, 2011
For My Nurses… Nursery Rhyme

For My Nurses… Nursery Rhyme

Every day, our little girl was wheeled from the nursery to my wife’s hospital bed for a visit. About the fourth day, I wrote this poem and scotch-taped it to Courtney’s blanketed bottom, so the nursing staff would see it when they wheeled her back to the nursery.

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Past These Walls

Past These Walls

“Floating somewhere between dying and dead
I couldn’t get past these walls in my head”

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