I want you decked out in beautiful clothes, made <br />feel warm and comfortable, sung sweet songs of <br />spring’s promise; I’ve already told you that the <br />machines’ assertive beeping is singing songs of <br />hope and love and life <br /> <br />I want your hair brushed until it glows, your nails <br />so finely formed painted in your favourite colour, <br />your eyes bright and happy while you luxuriate in <br />a gaily decorated bed, I want your delight in <br />those flamboyant new pyjamas <br /> <br />I want you enjoying your new bedroom slippers, <br />hear you shouting at the dog, explaining your job <br />to your younger sister, calling for me to bring <br />you a treat, hearing your dad laughing, teasing <br />and joking with you <br /> <br />I want to take out the new soap and cream so you <br />can smell its perfume - knowing everything is okay, <br />you will be fine, your dad’s in charge, love shines <br />in the nurses’ smiles, everything’s under control, <br />we love you, love is holding onto you <br /> <br />We’re here for you, rest in our love, at midnight <br />after the accident your friends rushed to discover <br />your whereabouts, called us to be at your side when <br />you woke – an emergency room bag is packed <br />to dress and pamper you <br /> <br />I want to dry your tears and hold you tight until you <br />are well enough to get up and tackle life in your own <br />way, watching your dad watching you with <br />delight, everything is alright, everything <br />is so, so alright!<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2011-04-30-for-carine-rev/
