Left Behind
Left Behind
soon you were only the rise and fall
of a close watched chest
an intake of oxygen
a faint hiss of hope
and then you were silence
love hung like rain
on the taut stretched moment
before tears tipped and fell
and we clung to all the things you used to be
ignored the fading warmth of fingers
the stiffening of skin
crowded the room with memories
as though your final calm was not enough
Garry Rowlands
Mon 24th Apr 2017 17:48
Beautifully done.