Her Final Breath
― In her final nightgown of blue, ∙ she lay upon her lonely bed, ∙ now empty of her lover long ago ∙ gone to the arms of heaven. ∙ Her grasp loosened upon the sheets ∙ now lain gently over her frail body. ∙ A coolness of her maker’s breath, ∙ brushing her silvery hair back ∙ to show the many glorious years, ∙ of joy and pain and fulfilled dreams. ∙ Her loving smile upon her soft face ∙ now free of uncertainty [...].









