Roses for Elise

You favored florals, on a canopy bed,
But wires, electrodes and IV's cover instead.
You sang so sweet such random little things,
I recall, “A bell chimes, as angels earn wings"

I miss laughter that filled this empty hall,
Now gloom consumes, dreading urgent call.
Chemo deviated rapid along rail-thin arms,
Overwhelmed with bleeps and unlit alarms.

Caressing pale cheek, I stroke shiny head,
You cried so hard when golden curls shed.
You use to chase butterfly-kissed dreams,
Within a coma, I imagine delirious screams.

You once asked, "Mommy, why does it hurt?"
I tried to gentle emotions so it wouldn't be curt.
"Treatments bring vigor just a bit closer to you,
Felling disease, so hope shines through"

A funeral was lovely, filled with fragrant flowers
I accepted condolences what seemed like many hours.
But now mourners left me, I'm finally all alone,
Sounds of silence sharp cuts to very bone.

Heard a distant bell hallow as it rings,
My delicate angel, earned her wings.
On polished stone, words I especially chose,
And on little grave, I bestow a bouquet of rose.