Yesterday I got a case
of food poisoning.
I did not go to the hospital.
I waited it out
hoping the wave of sickness
would leave.
I decided to try sleeping
but was only able to
stare across the bedroom
watch the clock
and send a few prayers
to God.
About 1 am, still awake
knowing I was not going
to sleep
I got up to
catch up on email messages.
Before an hour has passed
I felt almost normal
and returned to bed.
I fell asleep for
eight hours.
When I got up
and drank enough coffee
to check my emails
I had received a message from
a man I have never met in person
in another state.
He said he had gotten up
early this morning
and prayed for me.
He did not give a reason
other than he felt
a need to send prayers my way.
Bill, if you are reading this
on Facebook
this poem is for you.