Death Poem

by Cathy   Aug 17, 2006


She looks through the window to see outside for she knows this will be her last time
The doctors have said her time will be soon, shes prepared for the light that shines in her room
She holds her mothers hand with a slight squeeze hoping her mother will come to an ease
Shes came to terms for such la long while, she wants her mother to see the last of her smiles
She smiles at her mother and takes one last breath, she is now ready for her death

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