Pinprick

By Justine C. Tajonera

This pinprick
means the world
to me.
His tears break
my heart.
His arms, hands
and legs are
so strong,
fighting,
not ever
backing down.
I hold him
in my arms,
not knowing
what to
say.
I tell him
a story about
fuzzy, yellow
ducklings
and toads
and sharks
and sheep
telling him
jokes
until he falls
asleep.
I close my
eyes and
join him
in his dream,
where pain
waves
bye-bye
and kids
never
get sick.

(Sept. 15, 2009
Capitol Medical Hospital, Quezon City)