White hair
Glistening stair
Playful-childish care
Nurturing my soul
Claiming each scratch
Within each hair
Something happens
Old age
Defines
The last moments
Of her
Life
Lying asleep
Broken hip
Pee’s on floor
Blankets- blood
Hours crying
For her soul to come back
After the soul
“Left”
Cold and stiff
Lying helpless
Within whiteness
Of light