Life Leaving

I may some day think

of my mother as mute

because the years are taking

her voice away.


She never said


or "no"

when I gave her

permission to die.


She did not respond

with words

when I told her

that she had done

all that she could do

for her children.


Her eyes

are what I most remember

about that evening.

They were grateful.


And all I hear,


is the sound

of life leaving her,

two days later.


And her world is

silent and serene,

like the muted light

that came through the shade

of the hospital window.



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