You were growing weary,
disease raged on inside.
We knew the time was coming,
yet still we were surprised.
When your heart stop beating,
when you drew your final breath.
Nothing could prepare us,
we weren't ready for your death.
You taught us all you could,
raised us to be strong.
But still, our hearts were breaking,
life without you would be wrong.
Many words unspoken,
so much left to say.
A list of things still to do,
and yet you couldn't stay.
In silence, we all grieved,
as we said our last goodbye.
Quietly, we shed our tears,
for the time we'd been denied.
The moments you would miss,
the things we wouldn't share.
Memories we wouldn't make,
because you wouldn't be there.
Just then, nothing mattered,
for us time stood still.
Reflecting on your life,
and your dreams left unfulfilled.
Our world had stopped turning,
we were lost within our grief.
Our matriarch was stolen,
cancer was the thief.

~The Thief