Surrounded!

They surrounded the bed where their mother lay

like vultures waiting for the victim to expire

gasping for breath faces becoming more clouded

within was at peace her life had been good

not wanting any family and friends to feel sadness

memories to be good not linger or depress!

 

Certainly not left with no love ones to give comfort

not in a dark dank slum or leaking tent

was in her own warm comfortable and familiar bed

a figure dressed in white glowed nearby

her husband to smiled patiently waiting in shadow

recall flowed like a slide show!

 

Not young satisfied she had no regrets or bad secrets

there for the children and grandchildren

her daughter sat holding mothers hand tightly so cold

peace filled that bedroom eyes closed

breathing stopped as her soul left the vessel at last

she was now part of history past!

 

Holding the man she had married and left far to soon

took one more gentle gaze at the family

then guided by the angel through that brilliant light

those present sensed she had passed on

praying over the empty body they loved so very dear

in unity they would forever be near!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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Touch

That touch of your soft skin as we embraced

was a sensation I had forgot

the connection of care and warmth thrilling

within my being fulfilling

it was a shock to realise I had become distant

my anger so consistent.

 

My relationships had always been a disaster

an emptiness had persisted

physically abused left to suffer on my own

hostility surrounded me

feeling worthless I soon lost all self-respect

believing I was a  reject!

 

Knowing that my body was what they wanted

no kindness or love given

until that chance meeting as I contemplated

thinking of my desperation

you were the good Samaritan showed the way

saw me as a person not prey!

 

Your touch and gentle words gave me hope

to start again able to cope.

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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