A phone rings.
Come home.
Across the miles we all run.
At her bedside we gather.
The center of our family.
Bringing us together one last time.
Past differences forgotten.
Hanging on every breath.
Holding ours and each other.
A circle of love.
Promises.
The bonds bound by your love
are woven in our hearts
and will not break.
Permission.
Rest your weary body.
Well lived dear one.
One final breath.
Tears and hugs.
Sleep Sweet.
Our Blue Angel.
Published by Katrina Wightman
Who am I? I am a good girl and a wild child all rolled into one. I am a little bit of everyone whose life has touched mine. I have held and hold many roles and titles. I am educated by both life and by halls of advanced education. I am a dreamer of far-flung dreams and a practical person with a firm grasp on reality. I am a human with an abundance of love, curiosity, and hunger. Above all else I am a helper of my fellow humans who hopes when she leaves this world it is a little better for her having been in it.
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Lovely…
Beautifully written, my friend
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