When the clusters of doctors come making their rounds,
she’s sorry there aren’t enough chairs.
She lets them ask all their questions, feel her pulse,
shine their lights in her eyes,
then apologizes—she can’t offer coffee or tea.
When they smile their goodbyes,
she invites them to visit again.
Jennifer L Freed writes mostly poems, and sometimes very short stories. Find her at @jenniferfreed20 or jfreed.weebly.com.
Wonderful compact illustration of a personality. Nicely done.
Thanks! Even after her stroke, when she didn’t grasp what had happened, her manners were in place. Still are.
Ever the gracious hostess in illness and in health…