Today, millions of people will go to hospitals, clinics, & doctor's offices for care. Instead of being seen right away, they will be assigned to a particular part of the world called The Waiting Room...
Waiting Room
I wish the nurse would call me like my mother
did long ago.
“Come, here, son.” & I would
go to her & she would wrap me in her
warmth.
I wish the nurse would call my name
as if glad to see me.
I wish she would hear my fear, know
that I am human,
even some mother’s
son.
