LETTING GO

by Kristy   Feb 13, 2008


The room was dark,
The room was drear,
And all I could feel
Was a rush of fear.

The shades were down,
And it was hard to see,
But I could hear her heart beat,
And it comforted me.

Her eyes were closed,
Fast asleep was she.
Her breathing was steady,
But soon she'd pay a fee.

The air in the room went stale,
And that's when I finally knew.
Things had been held overtime
To see if her strength had grew.

But she was old,
She'd served her time,
And I knew at that exact moment
That this would be her last of mine.

Her breathing slowly subsided,
And the pulse came to a slow.
I knew within minutes,
She would quietly go.

I thought of all her triumph.
I thought of all her pain.
Then I realized I couldn't let go.
Because of me she left in vain.

The look upon her face was pleasant.
It was how you'd want to die.
But looking upon her gladdened face,
I couldn't help but know God was passing

A moment later the heart beats stopped,
And I was all alone,
In that place where my mouth went dry,
And death had set it's tone.

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