My Sister's Changing Pace Poem by D Loveday Morris

My Sister's Changing Pace

Her face is ripe with beauty
Her eyes glow with grace
With a smile resonating duty
That's my sister's face

Her hair is radiant in the sun
Her body embracing the moon
New life in her body has begun
Like an eclipse transitions the afternoon

Her walk is frail but deliberate
Her hands hold a cane to support her feet
She knows soon it will be time to celebrate
The life inside her that sleeps

Her voice is powerful yet delicate
Her spirit warm and kind
There is none that can duplicate
Her depth and celestial mind

D. Loveday Morris

An Extract from the Diary of a Jamaican Critical Care Nurse Living and Working in the UK