Hospital Life

Perhaps I have been too close to pain and suffering
Death, always by the doorsteps
Never much smiles or laughter
To live, to love, to be
Perhaps the hardest in life

Togetherness

God, all the world tells me that you are near
that you are here, with me, all through times
but all are but words, laying soft on ears

never in the heart, for it rages on

assurances for a better tomorrow lies

but the days are long, my mind tires

oh Lord, be not another's, 

but one that I can call my God.