While he was dying
the nurses at his bedside
chatted with one another.
When he came back to life
he told them what he heard
and they could not
meet his eyes.
.
.
(true story)
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Shawn L. Bird 
So verypowerful
Thanks.
hmmmm..
🙂 🙂
The subconscious always listens. Always.
Just because someone appears to be unresponsive, it doesn’t mean they’re not conscious.
I suspect it was a painful lesson for these ladies.
Wow!
🙂
Glad you like it, Melody.
Reading this gave me a little chill when I got to the last line – great effect!
Thanks.
a really great poem, succinct and powerful
Thanks, Sara.
I nominate you for the sisterhood of the world bloggers award.
Thank you sincerely for the kindness, however, as per my Blog Award Policy posted above, I decline the nomination.
Oh my goodness that’s sadly rather telling! 😦
Indeed.
I would love the whole story. So poignant!
My dad (then 98) had a small stroke and heart attack. When awake he was sometimes lucid, but also experienced paranoid delusions. He was not expected to recover, but he did, and moreover he actually remembered all the details of his delusions, and what staff members had said about him. He told one, and she only responded, “It is very rare for a patient to remember what happens during a stroke.”