One More Minute

"Honey! Come inside!"

"In a minute, mom!"

The water is so serene.

The gold sky was burning

to the eye.

A beep resonated in the distance.

The boat rocked gently.

A little paper boat.

Mary sat there, enjoying it.

Enjoying it.

Another beep resonated.

"Mary!"

"Mom, one more minute!"

The sun was setting.

Mary didn't want the sun to set.

No setting.

Mary doesn't want to set.

"Mary."

Mary turned around,

just to turn back to the boat.

He was too much.

Too much.

Too much light.

Light Mary didn't want.

"One more minute."

Another beep resonated in the air.

"Mary, it's time."

She knew He was right.

"One more minute."

The sun was almost gone.

The sky was turning dark.

The cold bit at Mary's skin.

The animals were coming out.

Coming for her.

"Mary, you'll be safe with me."

The misery of living,

is seemingly better than not living.

Another beep resonated,

then another one succeeding it.

Then another,

then another,

then another.

"Mary, please."

Mary turned her fragile head to the sky.

A single tear falling.

A single rain drop falling.

It was dark now.

The sun was set.

The boat abandoned.

There was silence.

Reviews

[Norbanus]

We see poor Mary ponder disbelief,
if life is worth more than a paltry dime.
She turns her thoughts to momentary grief,
and wonders if she’s used up all her time.

The beeping countdown never seems to end.
and tells her once again—life disapproves.
her mind turns left to find another bend,
to duck behind, but nothing much improves.

When Mom turns a new leaf and then it’s ‘he’,
we know there’s been a change in all these lives.
Not something to ignore. What can it be?
No clue to show us from what it derives.

Another look shows us there is nothing’s left—
just darkness—Why is it she’s still bereft?.

[CookieMisfit1969]

The reality of how fleeting life can be. Death is painful both for the one leaving and people left. And I would do anything to see my grandma even for just a minute. Nice play of words. Thank you for sharing :)