I remember the moment these words tumbled out of me, a poem needing to captured. ¬†They were a record of a moment in time that was deeply connecting. I shared the poem with Hannah, the friend who inspired them, and she asked me to publish them. You can read more about Hannah’s courageous journey here.

 

Time

I held her in my arms today, as we looked death squarely in the eyes.

“I’m scared” she whispered.

Pale-faced. Body trembling.

“I searched for him all my life.

My love.

He’s here now.

I don’t want to leave him.

So soon.”

Time, distorted and elastic.

Seconds last an eternity.

Days merge into minutes.

Grief and love.

One temporary, the other eternal.

 

~ Danielle Marchant ~

In loving memory of Hanah Foxley x


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