The dim of dawn brightens to a resplendent sunrise.
Church bells ring, announcing the Angelus.
I rise and kneel at the side of my bed with a bowed head,
Listening to songbirds as I pray to Mother Mary.
Sunrise gives way to daylight.
I finish praying for the morning and rise my head to
Gaze out the windows at God’s beautiful creation.
I offer my thanksgiving and love to Him.
The rays of daylight brightly shine across a clear blue sky.
I hope to have received a post of us sharing morning coffee–
Even better, I log on to see I have received a post and a message!
Not just any message I see, but a goodbye message.
This was the first I noticed clouds staining the sky.
I read your kind, heartfelt, painful words repeatedly.
In shock, my senses were skewed. I did not know how to respond.
Hurried words of support, understanding, and love spilled across the screen.
You had walked me through the process from the beginning.
I knew this dreadful day was approaching;
I should hardly be in shock.
I suddenly succumbed to grief, bent over in tears.
You battled cancer for years and survived all of the pain.
You were a survivor–or were you?
More pills, immunotherapy, and tests;
However! You remained in good spirits.
Sweet daylight faded to a resplendent twilight.
The decision was made–all remedies were to cease;
Your body could no longer endure the pain.
A survivor at heart, you forego all possibilities to recover.
Twilight faded to a night sky, the half-moon hanging in the sky.
Your body needed rest and would be in bed.
Lying in bed with Victor by your side, your dog you so loved.
Rest in peace, dear friend; may perpetual light shine upon you.