She heard him coming towards her,
Erriely dressed in forbidding black.
She stood, rooted on the spot,
As
she watched in vain.
She could hear her heart beating,
Faster than a herd of bolting horses
Her breathing became shorter, and sharper
For she knew this was the end.
Her life flashed before her eyes,
A myriad of memories each one unique.
Seconds took years to pass,
Her soul...ebbing away.
She heard no bird song,
As she took her last breath.
She felt no warmth…
no despair,
Simply resignation.
