You are a light now;

                            you always have been.

Your daughters thrust their swords of hate into your heart;

                           but you refused to be infected.

You loved with everything that you had.

                           though  the swords were not deflected

Your heart grew tired and scarred.

                          Change of plans you said.

Now you are at peace;

                           They cannot thrust their swords. anymore.

Your death is my loss mom;

                             but your life is your gift to me.