Ere she lay in sheets white Eyes searching in the hazy light seeking a face her pains to fight yet her eyes close with none in sight
Her pale face with pain in her sleep her heart beating hollow and deep A silent room with a low hum and beep Her life a prison in pain to keep
Her beauty lost to the diseases hunger Her tresses to radiation she surrender With broken promises her thoughts wander Tis world turn to her as a stranger
she seeketh a cure in miracles hand Years of her life stolen in a dna strand her dreams lost of a wedding grand her life in storm a ship unmanned
Her heart seeketh a reason in pain What hath she got in tis world to gain For her future in tis world be slain Oh What can end her tears that rain
I wrote this when admitting my mom in hospital a woman in her end stages of cancer in nearby bed