A ten week old on life support

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What’s the hardest decision you’ve ever had to make? Why?

The worst decisions really hurt.

They really mess you up

They really are too very much

For human heart to bear.

You want the ground to open up

To swallow you right there.

A ten week old on life support

In special baby care.

Should the doctors switch him off

Or keep him hanging on?

Brain damage his alternative

If he should chance survive.

We thought it would be up to us

We’d have to make a choice.

I really felt quite paralysed

How could we decide?

I fell upon my knees in prayer

Not knowing what to ask.

The only prayer,’Thy will be done’.

I could not make that choice.

In the end he slipped away.

It wasn’t down to us.

Some would say was for the best

But devastated us.

Riddle of destiny who can know

What thy purpose here below?

Peter Andrew Green

9 March – 21st May 1985

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I am a regular contributor to Wattpad where I write as andrewagreen. My first two collections on Wattpad were featured. My first published book Margaret’s Story - a biography of my mother in verse is available on Amazon. I live near Windsor, Berkshire and have offered my services, so far unsuccessfully, as the next Poet Laureate.

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