A Friend is Sick

he’s in pain not dying but in pain

unhappy doesn’t want to leave his house

not sure where to go  Mayo Clinic Cleveland Clinic

he talks I listen am never sure what to say besides

I Am Here I Am Here yesterday I remembered what  Letty

said  she offered a sick friend a coffee maker

my  friend loves coffee makers so yesterday I said

Can I Send You a Coffee Maker and he said yes.

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

6 Comments

  1. One of my parishioners was at death’s door until he won a Mercedes. It wasn’t a coffee pot. But it certainly turned his corner.

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