𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋

𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔

Did you think of your father? Your sister? Your brother?

Did you close your eyes and imagine the face of your mother?

Did tears slick your cheeks?

Did you think it had to be?

Did fear another day just as we feared one without you?

Or did you stand tall?

Your fingers still and your palms steady.

You did not shy, with a head held high.

As you left us to cry, and with wings you did fly.