Waiting Poem

My husband had a brain hemorrhage nine years ago, it left him in a vegative state, we have been married for forty one years, I go to see him every week but he doesn't know me even though his eyes are open, he can't see and he cant move. he is in the royal hospital in Putney. He is in limbo and so am I. Life does go on but it's not the same and he will never get any better than he is now.

Can He See Me

© Marian Shapcott
Can he see me?
Can he hear me?
Does he know I'm there?
When I am standing at his bedside or sitting in a chair.
My friends tell me to move on with my life,
but it is so hard
when I am still his wife.

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Published: Jun 2011

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