My 100 Words
Parting words of I love you and a whispered goodbye.
Night filled with fog.
A one-eyed car with a wish made but not granted.
Comforted by your scent on the pillow and blanket.
Morning greeting of a traffic jam and a panicked brother.
CHAOS.
Empty words from a clergyman. Hateful words from a doctor.
Blank faces from the nurses. Heart-felt hug from a valet angel.
Jolting breaths. Half-lidded eyes. GONE.
So small so tiny.
Bony knees beneath the blanket.
Last hugs. Last kiss. My hand holding yours – memorizing.
Nothingness. Sister crying and brother running.
Pain. Sadness. Confusion. Lost.
Still lost.
