Friday

My father

died
peacefully
I will take no
other accounts
for I have seen
the wreckage of
slow death, and
in comparison
his ending
was near
perfect
one moment
drawn breath
smooth as silk
a thread of time
from life to
last breath
as beautiful
a death,
as lives
are written
about
 

1 comment:

Draevnn Motkova said...

Beautiful words expressing the end but reflective of life. Thank you for sharing with me.