Last Visit

From the moment
my brother and I said
we would visit,
your every phone call and email
ended with,
“I’m so happy.”

You warned
that you tired easily,
had to avoid germs,
and looked different.
But you were excited.
“I’m so happy.”

You asked,
what type of beer
he would like.
You bought wine for me,
and flowers.
“I’m so happy.”

In a tragic novel,
we would have arrived
too late.
The timing was perfect.
We talked and hugged.
“I’m so happy.”

You gained energy
from our visit,
but the cancer remained.
During our last hug,
you said,
“I’m so happy.”

About Katherine Lato

Writer, thinker, observer and participant in life.
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