Gone was Stability.
Gone was Happiness.
Gone was Hope.
Gone was Light.

Was she well?
We didn't know.
Nobody knew how.
Something had changed.
She wasn't well.

Cloaked in Grace.
She stood There.
Arms open wide.
Big southern Smile.
Now frowning Peacefully.

Prayers were sung.
Sobs were welcomed.
Death challenged Her.
Death Had Won.
They took Momma.

Alone I sat.
Two whole months.
Fighting the urges.
Breaking so slowly.
Without Her here.

Now I cringe.
Passing Her room.
Wishing I smiled.
In the Hospital.
For HER sake.