I looked at her,
And sat beside her bed,
I kissed her gently,
On her forehead,
I held her hand,
And whispered in her ear,
“You will be fine, my dear”!
I could not see her in pain,
I prayed to God for her well-being,
I tried to weave a hope,
For her long life and much more,
She sighed in pain,
I still whispered in her ear,
“You will be fine, my dear”!
She tightly grasped my hand,
Pulled me on her side,
Her eyes gazing at my helplessness,
She felt absolutely lifeless,
With her heart pounding and skipping pulse,
She died in the hospital – out of cancer,
I wish, I could whisper in her ear,
“You will be fine, my dear”!
I still remember her face,
She wanted me to save her,
I lost a friend,
But few words for everyone,
Though, life is not easy,
Still be strong,
And then – God will whisper in your ear,
“You will be fine, my dear”!
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