Posted in loss / death, original

Premonition

She’s been at it a lot these days

always talking

And lately, she’s been dreaming

I take it in but it’s hard to swallow

like a pill too big and bitter

 

I dare to ask even if deep inside it hurts

I hold back tears and make a joke

I stare at her and she’s unknowing

I know why she’s worried

 

Six years since we’ve known of the cancer

Six years she has fought

I think she feels it’s getting closer

she tries to embrace the inevitable

while I try to stand strong

 

She seems to see the path ahead

despite the fog

I cling to her while she feels

she’s slipping away

 

Dark clouds hover over the rainbow

and when it pours

all I can do is bow down and pray

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