She was full of life
yearning for more
fate had sharpened its knife
to languish her in pain and sore
had raised its ugly head
as days dimmed to hours
as crucial minutes ticked, we dread
of the inevitable.
Alas! we became poorer
a angel snatched , blow terrible
wish she had bloomed brighter
Let's join hands, all , you and me
to defeat the germ of Big C.
Linking to 3 Word Wednesday
I lost a dear friend 8 years ago. The void left by her will never be filled . We carry on with our daily life pausing for a second to see if she is with us.