she knows there’s nothing that can be done
his last day to live had just begun
she wants to scream, to shout, to flee
to spend just one more morning sipping coffee on the dock
and he’ll come up behind her and start to talk
about his adventures when he was young
he’ll chuckle, he’ll laugh, he’ll click his tongue
“soon he’ll be back” she tells herself
and they’ll have that morning sipping coffee by themself
all she wants is for that day to come
“wake up, wake up” she whispers in his ear
knowing full well the person she knew is no longer here
family starts to say their goodbyes
they know this isn’t the end, but they still start to cry
the man they once knew, strong and tough
was brought down to nothing, and that’s enough
to make a person lose hope
death really is a slippery *****
but she knows that the day will come
when she’ll see him hammering nails in the heat of the sun
as she leans her head on his chest
she says goodbye and let’s him rest