the long
days and nights.
the visits
to her body curled in a fetal
position.
her eyes darting
from side to side
with worry,
or wonder.
who's to know.
we were ready though
to let her pass onto
the next life,
whispering in her ear
before parting.
it's okay, we'll be okay.
you did your best,
now it's time to let go.
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