The evening hits
The body goes weak
A feverish brow
And advice, we seek
The hospital, now?
Or wait till the dawn?
Either way, we know
The night will be long!
My poor dad is sick
His oxygen is low
His options? His pick
His answer is, "No!"
Liquids and rest
New symptoms, too
A rattling chest
Oh morning, come soon!
Give this 95 year old the option- he will always say "no".
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