Each week Ruth Ayres extends an invitation to share our celebrations.
The phone rings.
I hear her words,
words
that are never expected,
always unwanted.
Then I wait and wait.
I pray for words,
words
she wants to hear.
And I wait and wait.
He says words,
words
that make us think
she is going to be fine.
I celebrate for a moment...
And now I wait for more...
more words
to come.
"Stage 0" ~ small words, yet still a celebration.
Dear friend, I hope everything is okay. Sending love as you wait for more words.
ReplyDeleteOh Leigh Anne, your words have left me speechless and I'm praying she will be okay. Sometimes all we can do is be the one who listens to words. Comfort and prayers coming your way.
ReplyDeleteYour poem and choice of words set the tone. I almost read the last line first. I remember when my husband and I were waiting for "He is fine." Sending hugs and prayers from Ohio.
ReplyDeleteSending prayers your way.
ReplyDeleteDear Leigh Anne, hoping that those good words come your way.
ReplyDeleteI am hoping that all the words coming will be the ones you want to hear. What a powerful poem you have created. I know we all have been in that exact position, waiting for words, wondering if our words are the right ones.
ReplyDeletePraying for you and patience. The waiting is so hard. Praying for the next words.
ReplyDeletePraying for those words to come Leigh Anne. Thinking of you!
ReplyDeleteThinking of you Leigh Anne and hoping those words of comfort come soon.
ReplyDeleteThe waiting...hoping...the words.
ReplyDeletePrayers.
Leigh Anne, in moments of need, prayer lifts our souls. My thoughts and prayers reach out to you.
ReplyDeleteAs I read your poem, Leigh Anne, my heart was moved to words of prayer. Such a well-crafted, powerful poem expressing hope and fear common to all of us as we wait. I am waiting for the next stanza. Blessings.
ReplyDeleteSending lots of prayers…
ReplyDeleteHoping for more good words that you need. Sending warm wishes.
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