Poem :: Not The Last Farewell

Now it is time as limbs turn to black
Nurse confirmed there's no turning back
Your fight with your own fading light 
We hold the love with all our might 

The year was indigestible 
Our grief discernible 
The cancerous cells multiplied 
with great speed. Our hope pacified

No words could scribe your grievances 
Untimely final breath advances  
We fear for you, your personal death 
As you tightly hold to each warm breath

Good bye would not leave from these lips 
For fear of disturbing the night thieves
May we meet in the next life or when
I hope to see you later then