Posted in 2017, poetry, Writing

The Woman in the Waiting Room

Sitting alone, waiting for some news,

keeping the mind busy with reading,

but thoughts still push forward

tricking me into believing a lie.

The room is silent,

empty except for a few nurses

standing near the walls watching,

themselves waiting for something.

A woman walks into the waiting room

from the small office near the back.

She is cheering, hugging all the nurses,

tears flow down her face out of relief

and at this display, I, the one other person in the room

look away as tears begin to fill my own eyes

because I know my news won’t be good.


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