HELD

Death to life, life to death
An old woman’s last sign, a baby’s first breath

Their paths to cross on that dark night,
she on her way to paradise, he on his way to life

And one last gift she thought to impart,
one last way to leave her mark

One departing word, lasting and true,
she left a piece of her heart, borrowed and blue

Although the time had passed for final goodbyes,
she engraved her love for you in your baby’s blue eyes