THE END?A Poem by EdiciusHe holds her
hand, just as he always has His eyes
gaze deeply, glossy, like glass He remembers
all the times he’s held her before Their
wedding day, carrying her through the door To him, her
beauty withstands even time He says to
her “You will always be mine” He holds her
hand tighter, the fondness so strong How happy he
is to be loved for so long He looks at
her smiling. The joy he can’t hide For he know
through thick and thin, he’s never left her side He looks to
the man to his right and declared, “This woman
is so precious, so sweet, and so fair” The other
man nods. Then he rises to stand. “I’ll always
love you”, he tells her, releasing her hand And says to
the man, “Sir, I know that she’s gone. But I wanted
her to know that my love will live on.” © 2014 EdiciusAuthor's Note
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