We GRASP hands holding on tight
Shadows dance and threaten
Surprised by the PRONG of an antler
Ah, it’s just the friendly neighborhood deer

Georg’ann

Multitudes for months.

The recovery NURSE waits
for the return to consciousness.
Has heated blankets and warm air
for my shivering body.

Pearls ADORN her neck each day.
Many hours together waiting through
many procedures, each with many steps.
Our conversations have also been pearls.

Tending to what went WRONG
initially, by listening then adjusting.
You found the key PRONG for comfort.
Safely held in care, I relax.

Today was the last treatment
yet I feel sadness to say goodbye.
Being nurtured in vulnerability
has been the healing I needed most.

Heather