Tick Tock

A space out of time.
Mother’s dying.
tick tock goes the clock.
My breath stops.
I must remember to breath.

Love does not lessen grief.
A space out of time.
tick tock goes the clock
yet no relief.
I must remember it’s a gift to cry.
She can not cry.

I want her to stay. I love her so.
tick tock goes the clock.
A space out of time.
Don’t go. Don’t go.
Yet, there is no relief from her pain or mine.
No lessening of sorrow can loving her gain.

Not one pain free breath can my heart give.
No tight embrace or whispered prayer can ease her.
No tick or tock can keep her here.
A space out of time.
In this place out of time, I hold her dear.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Reynolds Avatar
February 3, 2009 at 2:58 AM
I know this feeling, and it is so gripping on the heart, it does feel like youm cannot breathe, thank you for your comments on all things beautiful :) Love, Kristin
Loving Iii Avatar
February 2, 2009 at 3:58 PM
dearest sympathy to you and yours. give to God what He beacons. all is well with Him. learn from terrible lessons. that real life begins when we trust Him. John
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