Bereft
In the
hollow hours of the night,
when the boundaries between
this world and the next are blurred,
you died; alone,
moving from pain to peace
in one instant.
Your Life was over;
finished.
When next I saw you,
your spirit had gone on,
leaving only your poor body behind.
And me.
Heartbroken.
I wish I had been there with you
so you wouldnąt have been
alone.
© Ellie
Maziekien
12/03/00