Hospital bed,

Holding my best friend

(so much more my sister)

And it's all I can do

Just watch,

Hold back joyous tears

While she tries to sleep;

Concern etched on Chris's face as lines


Across the monitor

Like a scratched up "JAWS" dvd.

Eyes closed, slight smile

His fingers tracing her jaw,

Lovingly mouthing her name

And his,


The yet unborn son of

Chaotic timing

And flat-out chance

(but I wouldn't miss this for the world.)

I stand, stare out the

2nd floor

Window in wonder

For once, speechless

Content to listen as she


Locks eyes with him again

And laughs

Clenching sheets in silent