The air smells sweeter,
The ground feels softer
Beneath my stumbling feet.
I look forward to doing
Those chores I ignored.
I anticipate the future,
Where I never considered
The need to plan,
Because life was forever.
As the doors slide
Softly behind me,
I cross the car park.
Climb into the car,
Relax and breathe
As we leave the grounds.
An ambulance enters.
I feel for the passenger,
I wish them well.
I hope they too recover,
And also escape,
For their second chance.