ROCK-FALL

To My Husband

My steadfast rock crumbled this week -

To a vicious, viral bug.

“Keep away from me, Ffion”, he says,

Though I want to give him a hug.

His throat is raw and sore,

Thirst needs constant slaking,

Absolutely felled by fatigue,

Muscles stiff and aching.

He’s in my world – ME World -

But only for a week or two.

“Imagine this every day”, I say.

“How would you live?

What would you do??”

“I can’t imagine”, he says,

“But, thank goodness, I don’t need to.

I don’t know how you do it,

Going through what you go through”.

For my part, while he’s been ill,

I have felt so very alone.

Although he was here,

He was mostly sleeping,

So I was effectively on my own.

And this made me appreciate anew,

That, to have someone there for me,

Is a blessing, a bonus and a boon,

For, without him, where would I be??

THANK YOU

Ffion