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