Young lady,
she sat,
she was waiting in vain,
as the sun went down.
she needed a new set of lungs,

She waited and waited,
but, then she succumbed,
death caught her,
it was so cruel,
she was young and stunning,

Her husband painted brilliance,
her life not to be forgot,her husband painted brilliance,
her life not to be forgot,
this poet was inspired,
by another sort of art.
This week in July.
is national transplant week,

This young lady's life could have been saved,
if only another's tragic passing,
could have left the gift of life.
Sadly for her it was too late.
(C) Livvi