Where is she…

Where is she?

Where did she go?

Here one minute, gone the next…

Slowly fighting, letting go.

Trusting the voice that said, it’s okay.  You can rest now.

This is your chance.  It will be all right.

Letting go.

Finally resting.

No more fighting, no more tears.

Peace, rest, gone.

No more breath.

Where did she go?

Where is she?

What is it? Don’t know.

I miss you.