Face filled with night bound cloth.Coughing away the chill summer brought.
Struggling in infirmity and pain.
Womanhood and peace to regain.
Under mornings welcome gaze.
She finds still the surgeons face.
Marks of renewal, marked again.
Struggling to regrow, what cancer claimed.
Heart pumping life into her own.
Pushing out death, her faith regrown.
Trembling as day reveals her Haggerty form.
Accepting these changes, knowing it the norm.
From her chambers seeking a sons warmth.
Finding her hearts the sons first start.