My mother died of ovarian cancer on Jan. 14, 2005. The following is a poem my father wrote about her that encapsulates her life.
She was such a remarkable woman and her journey was such an inspiring one. She continues to inspire us all even though she is no longer with us.
Two Little Breaths
Two little breaths softly, hushed
whispered murmured barely heard
a child's sighs
in the stilled silent room
her gathered gripped
tightly in love
her fiber in each dispersed
her imprint sealed
then two little breaths
those two little breaths
so barely heard in a
stilled silent room
then crashing wails
and thunderous grief
as two little breaths
ascend
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