Farewell
He stood alone
Having rushed the others
away
It was time for him
To say goobye
She was taken
Away too soon
The battle all too brief
Leaving time only to grieve
Removing his coat
Casting aside the tie
The first shovel
Releasing his heartache
Sweat soon
Mixed with tears
And a man who never cried
Buried the best part of
himself.
Jan. 2014
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