A Breath before dying

A Breath Before Dying

 

I watched my sweet love fight for each breath

The death rattle gurgled in his throat

I found myself willing him to breathe

Taking in deep breaths, praying for a reprieve

 

 

I begged him to remain with me, but

It seemed that God had other plans

He did try to fight to stay with his love

However, his orders came from above

 

 

Give up your fight my son, he heard God say

Come rest high on My Mountain, your work here’s done

Your loving wife will join you here in time

Meanwhile out of love, she writes this rhyme

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So feeling and loving really
Lovely write..