As he laid dying in the hospital unit
no family to say goodbye
alone since his precious wife’s death
living on his memories
few friends always two inseparable
living by their own rule.
Even now reminiscing her gentle kiss
that gave him such warmth
a purpose to go and work each day
knowing she was waiting
and another kiss when he returned
for those days he yearned.
Unable to move far relying on others
his thoughts were fading
yet remembered his love and her kiss
making his last days good
that moment came he joined his wife
forever in another life!
Nurses found him his lips puckered in a kiss!
The Foureyed Poet.
Tears …
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Hi Cat. Thanks for the comment glad you liked ‘The Kiss.’ Best Wishes, The Foureyed Poet.
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That is so sad… what a horrible way to die. However there is peace in loneliness as well.
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