Poetry / Hospice
The best of my life
is when days to hours
are knocking on ones
door.
A sorrowful despair
takes my soul soaring.
A piece of their heart,
bonds with mine.
Whole- within a family’s void,
I can give the gift
of peace-
and comfort at
it’s highest calling.
Though death is swift,
renewal is constant.
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