you were still
and everything
went mute–the doctor
and his wristwatch
last words we had said
and your hand held
there in a hospital bed
peacefully
suddenly
dead
we told your wife, your mom
huddled in a room
tears streamed down lost faces
family held fast and tight
how could he now be dead
the friend who grinned and said
squirrel
at your service in
remembrance i said
we come to mourn his death
a man ever laughing
a smile lighting up his face
a richly lived life lost
too too soon
sincere words were said
and teary goodbyes met
and you in a wooden bed
peacefully
irretrievably
dead
afterwards i sighed
a lonely turn inside
how could your life be gone
and we to carry on
the oblivious world spins on
wearily
what words might we all have said
what good times laid ahead
plans dashed now and forever
it’s goodbye now my friend
and nothing more
~e
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