By James Jarrett

Hope has withered
And faded
Like cut flowers

No root
No branch
Life still held
But fleeting
Slowly fading
Nourished in vain
To try and keep going
For a few more days

Outside the room
The sun shines brightly
The waves wash ashore
The beach below
Teems with life
On that beach
Walk the memories
Of a lifetime

She looks out the window
With no hope left
But the view
Is still somehow
Comforting

The bright sunlight
Enters the cold room
And imparts
A little warmth
She lays in her bed
Bathed in the glow
And slowly fades