CAMELOT FANTASIES

The noise isn't loud
Drip
Drip
Drip
The I V is hydrating
Medicine transported through
The tube
Oxygen mask
Help you breathe
Accidents happen
Being intuitive is unavoidable
Just like this horrific
Accident
What are the odds
Quiet day
Early morning walk
The sun was shining
You ran the Boston Marathon
Crossed the finish lines minutes
After the explosion took lives
Years later
Your need for early morning walk
On your own
Settle thoughts in your head
Dump truck tire
Flew off aimed directly for you
Kept you in the machines
Living dead
Kept alive for days
Your organs kept fresh for your donation
Your soul had already made its transit
Kept alive to save four lives
In need of organ transplant
You chose to leave
A vegetable in bed
Not an option

You passed sweet Diane
Chose to lay to rest with your Dad
Your souls connected
Many here are disconnected

Thank you for your visits cuz
Love you 😘

~Divine

(Not a poem just expression thanks )