over

my grandfather's final moments

your breathing had the grace of a grand mal,

gagging, swallowing your tongue;

barely whispering and choked,

fighting and losing.

then your eyes rolled back

and i heard your lungs empty,

the essence that made you divine

was a wisp, hovered above you, 

left us crying,

your mouth still open.

she came as if she'd been waiting,

she never looked at us,

"he's gone", i heard her say.

i remember how my eyes felt 

following her as she went to you.

her fingers touched your eye lids

and closed them forever.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Sorry for the loss...This was a good tribute to her...:)...................

[m.s.early]

(: thank you sami :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)...............