Full circle

full circle
We shared the pre-dawn hours again, that night
no peaceful passing, yours
nor coming, mine
You who struggled through the dark to give me life
and laboured now, to stay
As each successive breath outran its vital fight
another gathered, rose;
each one time’s gift,
each stubborn gasp contracted, held, released
the creation of life, inch by inch
An end, again, with the dawn; your fragile burden,
vanquished, ceased its meaning
with one small breath
The end of life as precise as its start;
A gentle exhalation, no more.
© GSEF 2012



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