Aida Alcala Joshi, Ph. D.
Like a cold wind, you breezed through in one
unguarded moment without saying goodbye...
Leaving me alone in chills, in emptiness, in loneliness,
Now I must carry on life meant for the two of us.
God was there - watching and listening to my pleas and prayers.
But His ways are strange, and it was time...
The finale of our life together is still a page unwritten.
Too much was unsaid against the rhythmic sound
of a breathing machine... and, yet.