She walks by him,
He smiles
"Tend my needs"
She cries
" I'm happy to be of service"
Is his response.
He stares at her eyes
Brown
Amazing in texture
So warming
"I'm happy to be of service "
He says with a witty smile.
He notices her hair
Brown
Amazing in its radiance
He swears it's soft
"I'm happy to be of service"
He gleefully announces .
He holds her aching body
So soft and smooth is her skin
She's rocking back and forth in tears
"I'm happy to be of service "
He whispers with tears of his own.
He traces her palms
The lines across them perplex him
He stares and gazed upon her cold body
Her casket lies wide open
"I'm glad I could been of service"
He says witha tear in his eyes.
He calls out her name
The night is silent
Oh, how he loved her
He whispers,
" I'm happy to love you"
And she holds him in the dark.
He wakes to her smile
How radiant it shines
Nothing else has ever taken his breath away
As he lies in his casket.
His last words are displayed;
" I'm happy to be of service today."
Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 3:56 PM UTC
She walks by him,
He smiles
"Tend my needs"
She cries
" I'm happy to be of service"
Is his response.
He stares at her eyes
Brown
Amazing in texture
So warming
"I'm happy to be of service "
He says with a witty smile.
He notices her hair
Brown
Amazing in its radiance
He swears it's soft
"I'm happy to be of service"
He gleefully announces .
He holds her aching body
So soft and smooth is her skin
She's rocking back and forth in tears
"I'm happy to be of service "
He whispers with tears of his own.
He traces her palms
The lines across them perplex him
He stares and gazed upon her cold body
Her casket lies wide open
"I'm glad I could been of service"
He says witha tear in his eyes.
He calls out her name
The night is silent
Oh, how he loved her
He whispers,
" I'm happy to love you"
And she holds him in the dark.
He wakes to her smile
How radiant it shines
Nothing else has ever taken his breath away
As he lies in his casket.
His last words are displayed;
" I'm happy to be of service today."
This story is about a butler who loved his mistress, but they knew it could never work out because she was close to dying anyway. And he gladly takes her into his arms as he dies and know that his service was enough to make her smile.
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