Breathtaking (#2)

It was the look on my father’s face,

of well-worn desire and admiration.

Were there any regrets?

As my mother reached for and then

Relinquished

her final breaths.

It was the look on my father’s face,

somewhere in the middle of denial

and utter disbelief.

I’m not sure he knew what it meant

when he signed

the hospice contract.

Sometimes in life

What takes your breath away

is something you did not expect.