She Wasn’t Okay (In Memory)

M.W, in the yellow, August.16.1970-February.09.2007

She wasn’t okay

She uttered

In silence and in

Speech.

She had fought

Long and hard

Transplants, Amputation,

Abuse,

How much could one

Take

But giving up

She would never do

She fought like a

Mighty warrior

In a battle

And I guess

She was.

It took a lot

For her to admit her

Pain

But friendship

For us was

About learning

To listen to

What was said

In the silence.

We laughed and cried

Over the big things

And the little

Grief and joy

Often mingled together.

On a cold February day

I dialed her number

But even as i dialed

Before her husband

Uttered a word

I knew

She was gone,

Home with good

Free from pain

A body made new.

© Michelle R Kidwell

March.11.2021