You
looked frail yet so robust
Your
lively face lit up
With
your usual happy smile
Flushed
to hug our faces
Locking
us in your firm embrace
In
the nature of your good heartedness
It
was the last time we met
I
felt your touch growing cold
Yet
your gait was sturdy
With
a reaffirming handshake
Hiding
away your pain
In
an animated chat reassuring
All
in your welcoming nature
It
was until the last time we met
I
picked your drifting distance
But
your dreams and hopes remained your armor
Looking
strongly into tomorrow
You
made the promise you’d stay
With
pregnant aspirations for the future
You
were firmly past your illness
It
was the last time we met
I
saw you drown in pain
Yet
your voice kept sound
Your
will ever adamant
The
resolve was alive
A
sentinel built on your strength
All,
our only hope
And
this will be the last time we meet
Your
face still and motionless
Fortified
in confinement
With
wooden plunks restraining
Tears
breaking your tranquility
As
we gather to let you rest
Your
destiny defined
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