The invisible letter.

Today you told me

Your husband is your memory

He carries the weight of your

Medical appointments in his mind.

You look at others

Carrying folders filled with notes

And letters

And you said: how can they bear the weight

Each time you came to hospital

You saw a different view

Your husband had no filter

He could carry your letters

For you were already burdened enough

Your steps have become heavy now

Your arms can barely lift your hands

You watch through calm eyes

Gravity has been redefined by illness

You can release your burden now,

Your husband can too

If only he knows how.