I see the dying rays of a setting sun
Knowing they are reflections in your eyes
I see you put joy and happiness on the run
With your slowly-released tempered sighs.
I see your struggle to speak words aloud
For spoken words, time has slipped away.
I see your trembling hands reaching out
Grasping your last ounce of courage left.
I see your lips have lost their lovely pout
Soon you will leave all who love you bereft.
I see your struggle to speak words aloud
For spoken words, time has slipped away.
Some things you feel are important to say
I see grimaces of pain furrow your brow
If only there was more time, another way
I see time to say our last goodbye is now.
I see your struggle to speak words aloud
For spoken words, time has slipped away.
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Very sad! A five-star poem!