Thoughts of Blue

So I lay awake with thoughts of blue, thoughts of you.
Are you proud? Am I truly safe and sound?

Or shall I awaken one morning,
With my mind ablaze and yours afraid? 

Is it too soon to say, "I'm okay?"
Or should we, for a bit, just wait and see? 

Could the future be bright? Or will it hold greater trials? 
Will I slip and fall again upon those hospital tiles?

Will you hold me like I'm still your child?'
Of course you would, but you wont need to.

For I feel I'm just fine.
I think I'm getting better all the time.

Author's Note

"Written February 16, 2015....This was addressed to my parents after my release from the hospital...i struggle with the fear that i may get very sick again and have to return. I also struggle with how others see me now that I am home again...but each day I feel better and better. "