Jan-07


Eyes closed,
Deep breaths, and
Long sighs
The instant she had to
Say goodbye.

A tear forms,
Her last act.
The soul
Departs its frame.

"What a
Journey this will be,"
She thinks as she
Moves on.
"No cracked shell."

She smiles,
Feels like a breeze
To the living.

They shiver.
Her mom
Says, "See you soon."

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