Wednesday, July 06, 2011

a river of stones #6

Mr. B

It's been five years
Since you've been gone
I still smell the scent
Of your aftershave
I feel the strength of your smile
I see the look in your eyes
As the side of the hospital bed
Clanks you safely into place
I remember that moment when
Your heart and mine knew
There was no turning back
And now, all I can say is
I miss you terribly and, like you,
I do not care for hospital beds

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