
I watched him: His normally smiling eyes Puddled behind curved glass. Around the room, Hands and lips trembled; Legs tapped their restless feet. Thin white hair, fluffed out for false volume, Covered the drooping diamond earrings She kept solely for a gathering like this. Hearts pounded to the faltering voice; Thumbs twitched and fidgeted; Heads bowed down in prayer. He held his hand gently to his mouth And I could feel his lungs emptying out As his body seized forward in a sob. His eyes never moved, save to blink, From the picture at the front of the room. They stayed their pleading gaze ahead Into the face of undying love. Now a photograph in a picture frame Holds her body as he wish he could: Forever and unfailing, like The shadows of our fading memories. So how do you say goodbye to a shadow?
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