purple heart
thoughts begin to falter
as my blood pressure
takes a sudden drop
helicopter blades cut
into the dark night
racing toward the cross
on the ground miracle
workers scramble
to prepare the table
it’s gonna be all right
someone told me
is all that i remember
january two thousand thirteen
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nice poem
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hey, thanks! xo
Excellent! Like the bookended words/meanings in “thoughts” and “remember”– very tight.
Thanks so much, Tess, so glad you enjoyed this one.