I feel your body,
whisper-thin beneath your bulky sweater.
My arms go around your back
Each vertebra
Your spine is strong.
So long
you have fought this battle.
And yet you enfold me.
Your smile,
lights up,
and in your eyes
the sun rises.
*Our beautiful nephew Liam lost his battle with leukemia on February 01/2020 after contracting pneumonia and a viral chest infection. I came across this poem that I had written on his 21st birthday celebration. Rest well sweet boy.
Margi Raffan 