Holding On

I need a mother’s hand,

Your fingers tangled in mine,

Mine dry and red, yours so warm.

But I am still here,

I can’t do this alone,

Please don’t let me go.

I can’t eat or sleep,

It hurts to even breathe.

The pain medicine doesn’t work.

You stroke my hair

And quickly brush away the clumps

That may fall onto my pillow.

I have been fighting for so long,

As have you,

To try and heal your little girl.

Your hands flutter nervously,

As the doctor walks in,

With some unbearable news.

I can’t do this any more,

I can feel the cancer eating away my memories,

And stealing the future ones,

The ones I fight for,

You take my hand and squeeze it tight enough,

To try and comfort both of us.

It’s time,

I love you mommy but

I can’t stay here forever,

I will miss you,

But that’s alright,

I’ll be holding your hand in your dreams tonight.