Another Poem From the Dark Valley
Since it’s still April and the Poem a Day challenge is going on, I’ll post another poem I’ve written this month. In the prompt given we were to add a word to “weary.” Battle Weary came to mine immediately. Battle Weary Fall into bed, exhausted after a day at rehab as I’ve watched husband struggle to regain strength. Scruffy four-day beard, wasting body of skin and bones, peek from covers as he falls into deep, drug-induced sleep. His valiant effort…