Daybreak arrives before the rooster crows;
Coffee brews though he will not drink any this morning.
Today he will drive to hospital to get blood drawn,
Be CT scanned and wait for results in a doctor’s waiting room,
Daydreaming of a trip to the Italian coast.
She has never gone; he has not been in a while.
They plan to go when leaves turn red and orange
But before snow falls and covers roofs and trees.
They will go if the scan goes well.
He knows what is at stake: It will depend on the doctor’s words.
And so he prepares himself to hear the worst,
Though on this day the worst will mercifully come on another day.
© Lennard Pierson
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