The Family in the Waiting Room Wants More - 2nd Revision

[71degrees]

This is so lovely. You are a caregiver. I am there w/you, walking down this suddenly extremely long hallway. I love the delicate form of the stanzas, their length acting as the breaths itself. That the death is not really mentioned in the poem is striking to me (the small body is still exhaling in line 3 / stanza 3). Was it intended? It's almost as if the child / small person dies somewhere between stanza 3 and stanza 4, as I don't think you would have left her if she were still alive. It's beautiful and tragic at the same time. Each of the first three stanzas is actually filled w/positive connotatively usage. It isn't until the end that the images change to the negative.

I also am partial to poems which invite their titles into the poem as yours did. Thanks for posting this.