IOU

It was a week of madness
Marked by medical ineptitude
And patience stretched beyond limits

A fortress of maternal solitude
Where only a mother’s love would soothe
The raging fever of the youngest son

It was a week of testing
How far would a mother go
To protect her child from harm

An army of silent strength
Gathered at her back
So she could hold a child in her arms

It was a week of fever
Where blood ran to boiling
And the flames licked the rafters

A debt of gratitude
Owed to those to stood firm
And shouldered the weight of one who lay fallen

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