Bthe Will To Live Poem by Barry A. Lanier

I asked her, 'Mother why do you think you are going to die? '
She answered, 'There comes a time when you just know.'
Pleading with her, 'Don't give up mother, I'm not ready for you to go! '
In a soft voice she replied, 'I have the will to live, I'm only giving in.'
She seemed comfortable and at peace, so I pulled the cover up.
Drifting off in a peaceful sleep, both of us, and when I awakened
Mother was gone................................................................................