The first step! She babbled

Wild-eyed and confused

The first step! What’s next?

I don’t know what you mean, I told her

Don’t worry. Try to sleep.

The first step, she mumbled

Did she know she was dying?

Was that the step that seemed to alarm her

What was she seeing, written in the hospital ceiling

She stared at so intently

Who was she talking to?

I wanted to comfort her

But had nothing to say she could hear

I could only hold her hand

As she took the first step