Counting Down

She glanced down and picked at her comforter,
the sand in her hourglass dwindling down fast.
Family gathered to show they loved her.
She glanced down and picked at her comforter.
What could she say that they would remember?
Her mind rehearsed words to serve as her last.
She glanced down and picked at her comforter,
the sand in her hourglass dwindling down fast.