His Pain Poem by Heather Rhoden

He holds the pain inside.
He voices no fears.
He hides the hurt in his eyes
And lets no one see his tears.
He feels the pain with every heartbeat.
He knows Death is inching closer
With every breath he breathes,
He knows it will soon be over.

Kneeling by his bed,
He waits for the end.
He bows his head
As Death sings into the wind.
Trees dance in the night
And fireflies glow
As his soul drifts from sight.
The wind carries him home.