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
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