Meredith, the mother of mother,
is feeling more positive about the little One,
our beloved Owen,
her daughter holding him in her hands
head to feet.
If she feels more positive, I feel it, too.
and when the pulmonologist says he
doesn't need to stop by, the Owen will
have his ups and downs, but will get to that
time when the tube is gone, the IV disconnected,
that it's just a matter of time.
this may not be poetry, but it is love
and it is patience.
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