Never At Rest

I still see her body

Lifeless in the chair

It was so surreal

Just sitting and talking

Like there wasn’t

A dead body in the room

To say I was uneasy

Is an understatement

But I didn’t know better

To leave the room

When they came to take her

I thought they were not

Gentle enough

When they moved her

She was my mom still

I knew she couldn’t feel

But I watched and wanted

To protect her body

Like she had protected me for years

When they zipped the bag

I turned away

It was final

And I have to see that image

Played over and over

Especially around the holidays

When I miss her most

Her body was laid to rest

But my memories never will be


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – body

5 thoughts on “Never At Rest”

  1. It must’ve been very difficult experience Leigha. Cherish the memories of your mom and try to be glad that you were with her at her last time. Hugs.

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