peonies blossom
wild grasses grow tall
the mulberry matures
and the scent of lavender wafts by
from I don’t know where
but death seems stronger than life
when I remember how
I held her in my arms
and felt her body become still
as the last breath left her
then cried as my beloved was
carried away wrapped in a quilt
Stephanie K. Hansen © 2009
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I really felt like I was living under the gaze of the death star there for awhile Steph. The death of beloved creatures like Kelly and my Ash brings lessons. I can not begin to explain how the diagnosis and death of Ash, so quickly in the footsteps of the death of Darryl and his beloved Monty, changed life. Kelly’s passing will bring gifts too. Like Seanna she will always be with you. Stay strong!
Heather Blakey
June 6, 2009 at 11:50 pm
dear Kelly, so loved, so missed…
Kerry
June 7, 2009 at 12:18 am
That last memory of holding her in your arms never leaves you…
Gail
June 7, 2009 at 11:53 am
Sending huge hugs and so much love.
Gail is right that last memory does not go – I see our little one in my mind every night before I sleep.
Jill
June 7, 2009 at 12:16 pm
She will be with you always, close by, tucked safetly in your heart.
Hugs, Vi
woodnymph
June 7, 2009 at 2:18 pm
This is so beautiful.
Tabitha
June 9, 2009 at 3:51 pm
This poem touch a place deep inside me. It is four months today since I held my husband of 39 years and watched the light of life leave his eyes. Take care
Tricia
Tricia Bertram
November 14, 2009 at 8:53 am