laying in waiting
visions of past skating
she longs to return home
she feels no longer alone
her children tire from care
given with love unconditionally
visible is the wear and tear
but its done traditionally
she wishes not to be a bother
her offspring quietly protest
she prays to our Holy Father
to take her so they may rest
she's lived a good full life
proud of her kin
always tried to be the obedient wife
though not perfect nor free of sin
knowing her time has come
she prepares her soul
her eyes speak volumes
asking for forgiveness to be whole
she sees a bright light
from her loving past
a hand reaches down
brings her home at last
she walks among friends
free of the gravity left behind
returned to the home with no end
a world beyond mankind
grief strikes her children
saddened in a darkened existence
seeming lost and alone but then
remembering the happiness in the distance
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