The Loved One
Today, there are not tears enough
Yesterday, she was here Not hale, but whole And here, not gone. A living presence Smiling bravely Lips pale The light brown hair Tinted But not unreal Apt, natural. The pain at bay The frail figure Fighting the Inevitable end. No strength or muscle left To counterpunch.
Today there are not tears enough.
Written in memory of his wife Marjory.