The Child Still Lives

8/15/55, blank verse

Silence,

White clad nurses watching breathlessly,

The doctor

bending over the child

the child white faced, silent.

A movement, ever so slight

He lives

The child still lives

A breath pained and slow.

The hipoduxmis,

Life giving drug,

Slowly drained.

Another breath, easier.

The doctor,

Again he bends over the child

Then straightens

A sigh of relief

The child still lives