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The Doorways to the Unknown - 3. The Final Doorway
The Final Doorway
She lies upon the bed like a captured Queen enthroned
There are wires and tubes running all across her regal form
No longer the woman of smiles with knowledge dancing in her eyes
The beeps, whirls, and silences of a hospital are now the norm.
The loving voice that once called my name is silenced
With tubes to breathe and machines that hiss
Each beat of her heart now a precious gift
But knowing soon it will skip and miss
Tears flow and memories flood the confines of the soul
Thoughts of skinned knees, birthdays, vacations, fights, and hugs
She now plays priest to our final love confessions
Before leaving her sons and husband, her three big lugs
She has crossed the final doorway alone
Into the worlds of things unknown.
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