There is a shadow in the bed
A shadow of what she once was
Small and vulnerable
At the end of her rope
There is a shadow beside the bed
The shadow reaches out
Whispers softly
'Time to go, my darling.'
The shadows of the room disappear
When the light rises
Two shadows, together one
Leaving a smile on her face behind
With us an emptiness
© KH
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I would like to translate this poem
this is a sad yet beautiful piece of poetry, nicely written and my condolences to u n the family for your lost