Faye Sizemore

STILL AND ALL…

Awarded: September 24, 2007She was very young… about twenty one is all
She sat on the floor in the hospital hall… knees drawn up
with her head down and her back to the wall

Just moments before she had flung open the door…
stunned by her angry young soldier home from war
… deafened by his shouts of… “Get out! Get out!”

He said that he knew she was a person of class
No longer did he wish to keep her tied to him…
an armless cripple not able to wipe his own ass

On the floor in the Military Hospital hall
… She prayed that this too would pass
She loved him… she was his wife after all

She was just thankful that he had not died
They would get through this somehow
With her head on her knees… she cried

She was very young… about twenty one is all
she sat on the floor in the hospital hall… knees drawn up
with her head down and her back to the wall