Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Our last night

I slept by your bedside

With my head leaning beside your frail body

Your heavy breathing kept me up

I knew time is running out

The soothing sound of chants from the old radio
Like a lullaby to calm my worried mind

In your semi conscious mind
You awoke from your sleep
Why are you sleeping here? you asked worriedly in your hoarse weak voice 
Take my pillow and sleep..
I declined and tried to pacify you to rest and not to worry about me
That was the last loving words i heard from you..
On this night a year ago...

Our last night

As mother and child.....