Just Enough
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Smoky Hoss
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The old man
all alone
walks into the hospital elevator
presses the button
with a number one on it
the door closes; he thinks:
(it's dim in this casket, and
the slow music doesn't help much;
...what'd that stone-faced doc say?
was it 5 months, or 5 weeks?
...maybe it was 5 minutes...)
the elevator stops with a lurch
at floor 3
the maternity ward level
the doors open like a closed mouth
forced into a smile
in walks a young couple, holding
their brand new baby, and
speaking in smiles the soft joyous language
of much love yet to be -
the doors close, the elevator continues its slide
down to the bottom.
Back in the corner, as far as he can be
the old man looks up, just enough,
to peer into the eyes of the baby
who is looking straight at him,
smiling.
- The elevator stops
at floor 1
the baby goes out
with the new, happy parents-
the old man stands motionless
by himself
in the darkness of the elevator,
tears flowing down his
wrinkled cheeks, and
into his broken heart
washing away the anger, and
all of the fear.
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