Quiet Departure

Quiet departure. Tissue warning Her life was drawing to its end. She was content, although she knew She will greet death as an old friend Who will soon come to her rescue. Death will provide the final cure. Relieve her of her agonies Which cancer forced to endure and grant her merciful release. She slipped away before the dawn Still with the smile that she had worn. To lull us in to thinking she. For once was resting peacefully. She knew her old friend death would come To take her hand and lead her home. Sunday, 22 January 2012 http:// blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers