Macaroni Matzoh Balls

I still feel her tossing and turning in her sleep. Her warmth radiating through the bed, soaking the sheets around her. Her soft moans of agony. Begging me to take away the pain. I wish I could.

Brittle bones slice flesh

Muffled cries and bloodshot eyes

Your suffering ends

One last painful breath

You smiled as if you were fine

But this was goodbye

Standing over you

Flowers in my shaking hands

Finally at peace