The soft sunlight
Falls through the windows
And warms up the hospital room
In which I lie.
I stretch out my hands
To hold the warmth
And draw it inside
Before it goes dark.
But I cannot hold
The light that falls
In the room in which I lie
All I can do is hope
That when it's goes
So will I.
©ronvdm777
Oct 2019
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