THE FACE OF DEATH

As life begins to drip slowly between her fingers,
Time is so precious she never wants it to end.
She never knows when it is her last breath, but she is
Trying hopelessly not to die.
Friends and family are gathered around.
It is just another cloudy day.
Everybody is looking at her as if she has
Something to say
Slowly her mind begins to drift,
As her body grows stiff.
For it is her time to die.