Two Breaths

I knew something wasn't right
The day he came home.
I knew he wasn't okay;
He should still be there,
But he was home, his favorite place,
With all of his family surrounding.
What was happening I did not know.
They told me to say goodbye.
I was crying; he wasn't.
They tried to send me away;
I would never leave his side.
All of the kids were gone;
I was the only one left.
As I stared into his eyes
I saw a look of retirement.
I was scared; he wasn't.
He kept on telling me
That he was going to meet God
And everything would be alright.
He took two deep breaths.
My heart was beating fast; his wasn't.


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