Death in Colour
The child inside me making me strain
The last thing I remember is imaginable pain
When suddenly I was floating and so very light
Felt sudden warmth and saw colours so bright
Colours of red and gold and blue
Colours of an indescribable hue
Flying towards me they wrapped me around
In colours of beauty they had me abound
They picked me up with such gentle love and care
Blowing over me softly and I realised I was bare
They flew me back to the hospital bed
To cries of "my god please, no, is she dead?"
The loss of the colours bring only a tear
As I cry "It's ok, I am still here"
I lie there thinking of the colours now gone
I am calm and peaceful for they are not wrong
But death to me always and forever will be
Colours of beauty that again I will see.