Living Will to Die

(From the Writer’s Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt 486, to write a waste poem)

In Loving Memory of Aunt Patty. We Miss You.

I see her lay there
A shadow of the spark she was.
Her mind still there
Still aware
…at times.
I hold her hand
Gently, her bones frail.

DNR, DNI
Her living will to die.

Tho the stroke took her voice
She still understands.
We talk to her,
But words are hard.
“I love you, Aunt Patty.”
I say it, over and over
Fighting my tears.
She tries to smile,
Touches my hair.

DNR, DNI
Her living will to die.

So hard to watch her
Waste away.
We sit with her
And wait.
And wait.
Psychic vultures
Waiting for death.
I remind myself
It’s what she wants.

DNR, DNI
Her living will to die.


One thought on “Living Will to Die

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s