The Visit
Auditioned sleepless nights, varied embattled cries
A myriad of tears, from her baby boy’s eyes
A kind and caring soul, a gracious golden heart
As I watched my mother die, my world was torn apart
Another storm to weather, strong winds and pounding rain
A tortuous raging cancer, extensive heartache and pain
Mortality’s final eve, the end almost in sight
Then came a tailored visit, on this cold and dreary night
An evacuation of pain, a sanguine smile left to see
A man now stood in the corner, directly in front of me
This vision was just for her, I was unable to even look
She said that he was more beautiful than depicted in any book
With the passing of this moment, her anguish returned once more
Gone was the smile I had seen and my heart fell back to the floor
Like a ship out on the ocean, depleted of all its power
I sullenly drifting within, my mother’s final hour
Dramatically with no warning, she sat up and smiled again
From the edge of her bed, he said we’re going home my friend
The words my mother spoke, healed my heart down to its core
He simply took her hand, then the cancer was no more
11/20/2021
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