Tiny, bulbous droplets of blood fall to the floor
Even within the confines of this surgical view
Alarms dinging, bells ringing, people shouting
'Code Blue'
The words echoing in my mind
Still....still I could hear the blood splash upon the floor
Still groggy from exertion, hours of labor
Yet...there was silence, where there should be cries
No magical moments of bliss
Just silence
Even my heart could feel the icy grip of death stealing the life from the room
So young, still I knew
As faces grimm stepped from my bedside
Eyes low, inspecting the floor
I knew....
'There's nothing more we can do'
Those words still haunt my sleep
She was to be named Lily.......
Sleep in heavenly slumber she does
The clouds...her pillows
Sleep well little one
Sleep well......... |