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Memories (Written on July 1, 2009)
I didn't know it would take all day for her to die
That once they pulled the meds
She would really lose her life
I didn't realize, at the time, that she would be
No more
I couldn't comprehend past she wouldn't hurt
Anymore
I agreed to my elder's decision
To save my mother from pain
I did so because two years of suffering
Were finally taking toll
I stood there by her side
As the peach turned yellow
And the mouth that could no longer utter turned a
Crowded blue
We held water to her lips
To ease the body's shutter
And I stood still all day
A witness of life's damnedest part
As the day turned in
And the moon took place,
I kissed her head and then her mouth
The monitor drew line
I couldn't still myself more
My father held me and carried me to
The car
I could only repeat, no words my spawn
Shock held my breath as I shook my head
I returned to her room,
The sentence brief,
I spotted her smile, a peace at last
She, one who art thou in heaven
I turned to her belongings, laden gifts that remained of her life
Two pictures I requested, ones she had
Colored for her 'Peapod' upon request
I dropped my head and buried myself
As I let loose my sorrows on the drive
My body shuddered
As hers only an hour before
I was hollowed, awaiting sleep to come
Her ghost followed me to my room
Where she bid me goodnight, my mother's final
Embrace and parting of my hair
And then she flew away as I drifted into the moon's slumber
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