How Was He? Poem by Amanda Edwards

As he lay dieing
He requested to see
The snow fall falling
Though he could not speak
The stroke was sure to take care of that
You could see the shine in his eyes
And the curl of his mouth on one side
Trying his best to smile
Then the tears formed
You could see
The raging silent storm
Behind those grey grief stricken eyes
We wondered what he was thinking
The thought was not obvious
One could only guess
The storm could have been brought on
By a happier time
No longer this time
Perhaps by his sweet wife Mary
She has been gone for eleven years now
The heart monitor raced
Then he looked outside
With the best smiled he could make
Took a last ragged deep breath
And took his leave
We can only hope
He is happy now
In a much better place