His Mother’s Hand

 

Art work by Yaron Rosner

Art work by Yaron Rosner

He sleeps now,

the deepest of Sleep.

Like every night

he called her to him

she went, took his hand

listened to the pain

his labored breathing

the panic in his voice

watched the grown man

shriveled in a fetal thirty nine kilos,

this Child always struggled

her First Born,

fifty four years ago

she gave him Life

His hand Desperately holding hers

Releases, at last

He sleeps

Exhausted she put herself to bed

Dozed til daybreak

when silence woke her

she hurried to her Birthday Boy

found him still asleep

and knew it then

 to be forever