LOSS

She had always loved

LOSS
 
She had always loved
the twinkling lights
upon the tree.
 
Her eyes now
were still. Dry.
Mine dampened.
 
Peering into her
seeking the familiar joy,
I found only a fading spark.
 
Her tongue was parched.
Her lips cracked…
Mine quivered.
 
My cheeks glistened
as I failed
to hold back tears.
 
My throat tightened
as it choked
on swallowed salt.
 
Her courageous heart
was silent.
Mine pounded… longing to follow.
 
Gathered with grief,
I am alone…
Christmas, no longer a joy.
 
 
~~David

 
 

    
 

    
 
 
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