::taste:::::: Chamomile Tea
I wrote words for her...I spoke them and didn't cry.
She was caring, giving, and a loving mother to everyone.
As I lay my head upon her shallow breaths I felt her last heartbeat. It told me not to be afraid, not to be sad, because life goes on, and her spirit lives on. It told me her life was lived for everyone else. That she gave her all until the very end, not wanting to leave her family for fear of their falling. It spoke soft words of understanding, pain, fear, love, hope, devotion...secretly whispering into my ear that everything will be ok. I held her there and felt her arms reach around me, to hold me just as she had always done, and I felt her love for me. Her eyes, now glassy look out into nothing, yet say so much. She wants to speak but the words don't come, yet I hear everything that she wants to say. She says to tell everyone that I refuse to leave you all. I refuse to let you drown. I will keep you safe here in my arms, forever. I will be waiting and watching. Her wings spread out into the heavens, the clouds take her shape. So whenever you look up into the sky please remember her arms, outstretched upon the open sky holding you, keeping you safe, refusing to let you fall, watching and waiting til the day our souls will meet.
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