DEATHBED. DEATHBED....


Alone and awake she lay in her bed,
" If only I died.", to herself she said.
For the pain she had, she could no more take,
"Pray take me away God for heaven's sake!
Give me my end, let my curtains fall.
I wish not to live as a burden to all.
For this body now is, of use to none;
But a desire to die in the arms of my son.


O! My young sons and my sister so dear
Have been looking me after, for over a year.
Each morning and night, me they bathe and dress;
May their souls, every God bless!
For I can but pray and do nothing more
For added to my cancer, I now have bedsore.
And extremely painful, is now each day.
And out of this now, I find no way.


I can barely recall,the things of my past,
and my present from me, slips away fast.
Medicines each day, each morning, each noon;
O! what use are they, I shall find death soon
With each coming moment I now forget,
what I just thought, what I just said.
Thus is my life, a memoriless one;
But a desire to die in the arms of my son."


And thus one morning, she was bathed and fed,
and seated in an armchair beside her bed.
Her son came to her and held her in his arms;
He held her hands and, felt her humid palms.
Blankly at him, he saw her stare,
and he felt like she was saying, "Take care."
And thus with desires unfulfilled none,
she breathed her last, in the arms of her son.  ¶ 4:52 AM