Throbbing with pain

I lay there

Staring at the ceiling

I lay there

Through the sound of machinery

Through the tap of footsteps

I lay there

I lay there

I lay there

Waiting as I closed my eyes

I waited

Something dear this way flies

I waited

A bird with a feathers as white as snow

Eyes as black as worlds unknown

I waited 

I waited 

I waited

Overcome with mortal joy

I smiled

Here in tow a little boy

I smiled

Though when I when it dawned

A new, sweet day

The bird it seemed had ceased to stay

I smiled

I smiled

I smiled

Yet another flew within my grasp

I hoped

Though to see my kin was too much an ask

I hoped

An empty blanket in shaking hands

An empty soul with empty plans

An empty bottle

An empty ladle

Empty arms with which to cradle

Nothing lasts and nothing stays

Nothing fills my empty days

From now until I lay in casket

I will still see, the snowy bird and the empty basket