Solace in Eternal Rest


Many a day passed..

I waited.

He lay there..

Wasting away.

Neither him nor I could fix this.


Fatefully death had

Finally taken his hand

And had greeted me like so many times before.


I felt betrayed,

For He had taken away my best friend,

Yet ended his suffering.


We all owe Him life,

Some more than others,

Maybe not even our own.


I remain in solace with Him,

Granting myself and my father

So much more time.

He had been kind and fair.


I will meet Him again, someday,

But one can only hope for never.


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