A Ray of Hope

We sit in this waiting room once every month
and pray for the news to get better;
hoping they'll be signs of remission
from this chronic Crohn's scarlet letter.

Racked with pain and weakness as well,
this sweet man I love perseveres.
He keeps on moving each and every day;
smiling eyes at the world while hiding his tears.

Today we have a bright ray of hope,
for the first time in over a year.
A new med is working its magic we think;
this faint ray of 'maybe' brings us a tear.

So we leave this office together today,
holding hands with hopeful hearts;
and long for just one more day,
when the pain stops before it even starts.