Michael

I went to the hospital at night
Evening visitation
Just for me
I’d driven up from England
From the south
A whole day’s drive
Bounty Bars my tea

I came into the room
She rose from bed
Sit over there
Sit over there she said
And lifting you
So gently from your cot
The greatest gift
I held your sleeping head

Gently as I sat
She took a pic
I have it here somewhere
I’ll find again
A smile so deep and wonderful
Has spread across my face
I have a son
I have a son
A son

Brian Fahy
15 June 2021