Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Held Hands

In the hospital one more time,

I've been here many times before,

But in head and heart I know I'm

Not needing be here anymore.

My life, I have lived long and well,

So many friends and family.

Now my time has come, I can tell

That very soon death comes for me.

Next to me I hear a soft cry,

And look over to a surprise.

Such welcome visitor here, I

Watch my old look in my young eyes.

Holding hands with me as I died,

Me as newly born at my side.