I remember
In the hospital
Those last few days
Her skin
Almost translucent
Like wax paper
I was terrified
My touch
Would hurt her
That her skin
Would pull away
But it didn’t
In some way
It was
The only thing left
She could feel
And so I sat
My hand
On her parchment skin
As her light
Slowly faded
I had disappointed
Her in life
But I would comfort
Her in death