Friday, February 20, 2009

his last breath

His Last Breath

Laying in his death bed
Suffering from mans same disease.
He has lived his life
And is ready to pass
Pass into the next world
He has no fear.
He makes his escape,
Into the sound of the storm.
The rain hides the tears of his family.
He’s done all he can do
But it wont help them hurt less.
He used to chase his dreams
But That was way back when.
Now he has passed them on.
He gave it his all
And for that he is admired.

He never amounted to much
No money, no envy of the neighbors
But He was content with all he had.
A loving wife, a son.
she she was by his side.
As His life became a wreck.
But he still moved on.
Things were just the same.
he continued to live his life
away from the world
and just did what he liked.
His meals became his joy
Those days had past
As he became weak.

His breathing began to slow.
His body becomes weak
Yet no tears filled his eyes
he continues to live happily
His outlook on life remains the same.

His eyes close.
All is still.
His fight is over
Has to feel pain for no more.
His image lives on
In those he made an impression on.
And in that,
He is not gone

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