Every

Second counts they say.

But, last night felt like every second and minute was against us.

Running around like there was so hope insight but, none to come.

One problem after another and then there  would be a solution and as soon as it’s solved someone else would show up.

But, the smile was on your face even though now it was focused.

You continued to do what needed to be done even though you knew the result wouldn’t look good.

Yet, you couldn’t give up even when it was getting harder to deal with.

Every turn was a rush and every breath was short before another word was spoken.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes