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.
Notes
Written at the time of his Wife Marjory's death
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Amazing
My friend just passed away after 5 years of battling cancer so courageously and this poem fits perfectly...
I'm posting this to my xanga immmediately as a tribute.. and as a sign of my mourning
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