For Jeanne Marie

Written by: kathryn collins

Oh god was quick; so were we
to come so unexpectedly. 
In final sleep we held your hand;
wept shocked tears in neverland.

Awakened, you to daylight, 
how cruel his sun so bright,
to darken day before the moon,
before was quite not afternoon.

┬ęKathryn McLoughlin Collins
October 10, 2012