The Reaper lingered in the room

giving us one last chance


to kiss away all the sorrow


of wasted days spent on pride


and petty resentments


Forgiveness welled inside me


realizing this was the end


I was holding Nancie, My Mommie


She asked for my love


Never knowing that’s all


I had ever sought in life


A Mother’s Love


The Reaper tapped on my shoulder


letting me know it was time


Nancie gasped her last breath


In the comfort of my arms


On All Hallow’s Eve


The Reaper took Nancie


He gave her a clean death



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s