The City of Hurt, Hope and Healing

"Waiting Room" Here I sit In this "Truth in Signage" space, Waiting - It is what we do; We do it a lot; We are good at it. This morning The room is chockablock, Waiters all On this Oncology Day Ward, In the city of hurt, hope and healing. We sometimes might believe We are the only one, But we are not. We are legion - and not alone With stories to tell. On our faces; Fear, pain, Peace, worry, Resistance, acceptance - One, some or all of the above Here in this city of hurt, hope and healing. Hope - Always hope.