Gives us torment

Especially at night…

3am your heart starts pounding

Waking you out of sleep…

You put your hand on you chest

You can feel it

echoing in your brain

Thinking of waking husband

Then realize…he’ll call

An ambulance…

If it’s a heart attack?

Will I come back from it

Better than I am now?

I doubt it

So why go to the hospital…

Say an act of contrition

And leave it in God’s hands…

Just go back to sleep

Counting the beats

Like God’s sheep…