With plastic stethoscope

With plastic stethoscope

With plastic stethoscope
I listen for a familiar rhythm
a sound of love, pretend
as she looks at me
I canโ€™t help but grin.
Ten seconds pass
I become impatient, cry
pull the sheet over her body
pronounce her dead
as I lower my head
to kiss her goodbye.
She keeps me warm, protects me
loyal, like a best friend
never asking for nothing but
unconditional love.
Suddenly, she moves, I lift the sheet
I smile, run to my Mom, exclaim
Jesus raised her from the dead
she pats my head, smiles, says
miracles happen every day
always believe love is true.

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