Test of Faith and Will
These feelings so personal
Cannot be expressed
Can’t be measured
Words are so inadequate and small
When I see you
Your mind in a cloud of confusion
Your eyes tell a story
That your mouth can’t convey
While I sit beside you
Your prone form so frail beneath the white sheets
All I can do is be there for you
and my mouth and heart; constantly
pray…over and over again.
How I want you to know,
To understand, that you
are not fighting this battle alone.
