ABIGAIL ABTHING DREW BREATH LIKE WATER.
by @terry-collett
Abigail Abthing drew breath like water,
Breathed in the cold frost of morning.
Abigail knew pain like an old friend,
Knew its bite that gnawed her bones.
Always trust. Never leave it to others,
She’d say, gripping her hands together,
Biting her lips, closing her eyes.
Abigail knew cancer; knew its false promise.
Trust to none, but He who loves,
She said, feeling the burning
In her heart and head.
Abigail knew time was near,
Knew the knocking at the door
Was death; drew her last breath
Like a long forgotten word.