No New Breath
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"Can you see Fred, Rita?" Were the only words spoken. The caring nurse said them Whilst I was consumed by a torrent of tears My eyes shed with shame. My frame was rocked by That final breath she took As she left my World. I should have been strong, My spiritual understanding Should have held my hand In just the way I had mentally held hers... tucked beneath the crisp White hospital sheets. Instead I had stroked Her smooth cool forehead. Such gentle stroking Hopefully imparting peace And helping remove fear. Here was the fated comma Preceding 'goodbye' full stop. These were her life's Final moments, predicted By the doctor who had called And advised me to come. I hung on that doctor's words, And dared to whisper She should not fear death She should just 'let go' Her struggle, her past, The pains she'd endured, Her life long story Now come to an end... A new story just beginning. She must have heard me. She must have listened, Even fully understood, For there was no drama, Nothing to mark the moment Save for no new breath following the last. © Allen Ansell 2022,2023
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