This poem was written for a friend's daughter (Chloe), who is a respiratory Physiotherapist, currently working on a Covid 19 ward. Percussion is a technique to help people to breathe more freely.
Percussion
The sound of the drum of life
A touch, to encourage, to succour
To get you home with your wife
Living, close, who you were
When I go, you don’t see
I leave behind a part of me
Willing the Universe, a plea
That my hopes for you will be
You slept so long to get here
Your mind and spirit shined
We lost some, not without a tear
A vow never to leave you behind
I hold those dear much tighter
Constant, resolute in this strife
I will be there tomorrow, brighter
Smiling, with the drum of life
