She grabbed my arm and asked, "Will
You watch him while I go to the bathroom?"
A simple task and I stood in the doorway
To your room and his
Watching him, asleep against the pillows;
You, wrestling with the angel.
First it was lung cancer, she said,
Then emphysema, liver cancer,
Hepititus, it seemed the list went on and on.
And I suddenly saw us
Getting through this terrible crisis
To yet another nightmare time
Of pain, confusion, and impossible decisions.