Rest well, my love



In your half-closed eyes

I see

- the life we made

in half-made beds

the morning breath

and many cups of tea;

- the lips we kissed

and kids we raised,

much taller now 

than me;

- the love that overfilled

and flowed

and then

quite suddenly...

it slowed.

But now

an empty stare,

a frozen face

are all that I can see.

Rest well, my love,

the night has come

for you to sleep 

in peace.

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