As the days became hours
we disentangle you from the tubing of trust
take you from the incubator of hope,
cradle you in the arms of family,
bathe you in the love that had made you.
For every moment of your life
we were graced by your presence.
Your tiny hands fankled our fingers,
feeding our hearts.
We blanketed you to us -
your struggle comforted,
your touch cherished to the end.
We will always be with you
as you will always be with us
© Sheila Ash, 2018