Sleep Well My Love

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At the far end of the casket
his girlfriend hugged his wife

And told her she was sorry
that she tried to steal her life

Their tears then ran in unison
for a man who loved them both

The years they shared now testament
to a choice he left unspoke

They never met before this day
and would never meet again

But each knew well the other
and they almost felt like friends

The mistress left, the children wept
the grandkids played outside

His wife’s last words: “Your hell has passed
sleep well my love — goodbye”

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)