Life, it described my Mother <br />Life, she was the image <br />Life, she was healthy <br />Life, she loved every day <br />Life, you saw it in her eyes <br />Life, you heard it in her voice <br />Life, how ironic it could be <br />Death, the impossible <br />Death, too somber a thought for her <br />Death, she would live a long, long time before it would confront her <br />Death, sickness maybe, but there is always a cure <br />Death, not even a thought in the doctor’s mind <br />Death, it now replaced life <br />Life and death, my mother passed away with a look of peace on her face <br />She died knowing that she lived every moment to the fullest.<br /><br />Janice Karp<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-and-death-how-ironic/
