Oh, I needed this. November is hard for me because it is the month my mother died in. She suffered from Alzheimer's so it was a long death, but it helped to see her face at rest when death released her from her agony. Thank you so much for taking part in the prompt.
Dearest Helen,Today at Mass the thoughts went to all those loved ones that did live that last line of your poem.We all are close to that and it is so interwoven with life itself.May it be peaceful and may we all hear the singing...Hugs,Mariette
I have witnessed this look myself. Love this!
At end's end also anguish ends... to see that in a loved ones face is a blessing.
End of anguish, listening for the singing. Just beautiful, Helen.
This is beautifully eloquent!