Perhaps…..

When you sat

On the shadowy pillows

On the coldness of mortality

Perhaps when you climbed

To the highest echelons

Of happiness

Of eternity….

Perhaps

You did not fathom

The emptiness in us

The pain of departure….

I love to visualise

A contented you

To sit and sing and swing

Of the dirges then

The sorrows I bore

As we marched on

Holding your immobile self

Destined for final abode

Perhaps

It was meant to be

Perhaps t`was end

Of the stream for you

But a sad end for us

Who remained below

Nursing our solitude

Merely hugging nostalgia

© October 2011