I see her lying in her hospital bed Dark brown eyes half closed Square jaw tight Can she hear me?
I lean close “Hello, Sister.” Her pale lips shift Into a half-smile
Her skin is smooth Her body warm Her legs toned From constant walking
But I know this body Is hiding the truth That a brain once quick Now has locked doors with no keys
I want her to open her eyes To sit up and glide off that bed Ready for a quick walk Ready for a quick talk
And yet I know She is going nowhere Except away in the most real sense Whether it’s today or tomorrow
I lean close And say softly, “What a good sister you’ve been, And will always be.”
She stares off Her eyes focused on her path That takes her away from here To a place that’s free
I kiss her cheek Bid her farewell Watch as she closes her eyes And hope we’ll meet again
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