Dying In The Next Room

My mom
is dying
in the next room,
with a bloody mouth
from dehydration,
we think,
and an old body
which is worn
and tired
of life,
so she is sleeping
and it probably won't be long
until she exits,
and I wonder
where she will go
and what she will see,
but I have
a strong conviction
that life will go on
for her and for me
and for everybody,
even if some of us
think it's the end.