Last Moments Poem by Tatianna Rogers
Last Moments
Rough to the touch
But you hold it close hoping the warmth can console
The uneasy feel of a white room
The uneasy smell of disinfectant and hospital food
But you both sit there in silence
Hoping that death's flat line doesn't interrupt that peace
all of a sudden you feel a chill and for the first time
You are truly alone
Very touching poem Tatianna Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken
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4/23/2024 6:48:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Tatianna, such a touching write.....10+++++