Small Kindness

Visiting hours were over at seven

You were in a hurry 

You did not know 

Whether today

Would be the last time 

That you would see her

As we walked in, checked in

And went to her room

You were overwhelmed and nervous

With everything up in the air, you did not know

What to feel or what to think.

I just waited 

Letting seconds

And minutes go by

You finally came

And I could tell right away

From the crackle of your voice 

And the tears in your eyes your face 

That you needed love.

Instantly 

I just reacted to what I knew

Me being my funny, jokey self

Making sure you didn’t feel alone

Just through my presence

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