Installed next to your bed with Nici and <br />the fairies to keep magic vigil, the big bay <br />windows aglow with silver and dove-grey <br />clouds almost purpled against a sapphire <br />sun-drenched sky <br /> <br />Machines flash sentinel duties above your <br />head, webs of tubes and cords writhe from <br />them, measuring, monitoring your every <br />breath, feeding oxygen, sugar, colourless <br />fluids and morphine <br /> <br />into drips attached to your wrist, already <br />black and blue from frequent piercing, <br />you sleep breathing deeply after everyone <br />came to say hello, your guardian angel <br />Nici holding you softly, shaking her head <br /> <br />at me and my fairies – I know she’s <br />the main fairy to visit you…<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2011-05-02-a-magic-vigil-rev/
