The respirator hummed and clicked away
a percussion ensemble, beating the rhythm of life
Hurooooom-click Hurooooom-click
She lay wrapped in her favorite linens
The warm embrace of her memories
Filled the room
Swirling and dancing with the somber music
Hurooooom-click Hurooooom-click
My mothers hand on her arm
She lets out a soft murmur
With no words, she speaks the love of a lifetime
Lyrics to the swelling composition
Hurooooom-click Hurooooom-click
The nurse hands us pictures
Flooded in from relatives in Scotland
Trembling hands sift softly through the photos
Distant performers in her life’s orchestra
Hurooooom-click Hurooooom-click
Her body is frail,
A baby bird in its nest
Her spirit chirps the melodies
Learned in the morning of her life
Hurooooom-click Hurooooom-click
Later that day she would pass
Leaving an echo of her kindness
A sweet song of sorrow
Playing eternally in our hearts
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