For my Mom

My mom is in hospice, and my sister and I have been blessed to be able to spend some time during these last final days she has left... she is still with us, but I wrote a poem for her that I thought I'd share --- I tend to like to write poetry when I'm upset or facing my fears.

For Marion

Shallow breaths
fighting for time
memories fading
forever mine

Patiently waiting
the family near
talking so softly
of things they hold dear

Dreams, aspirations
things they have done
where they are going
where they've come from

The joy and the sorrow
of the final goodbyes
sad thankful tears
for the peace obtained

as the last soft breath
brings . . . silence.