Somewhere in the silence

of a cold bleak night,

an old man dies,

dies in his sleep,

in the downy comfort

of his bed,

dies in peace

among his

precious memories

of a life lived with love’s

pleasures and pains,

of a life filled with successes,

failures, sorrows and grand tales.,

that are his final companions and friends.

 

Somewhere in the whisper of

the soft winter chill

a old man releases his final breath

In the dead heart of night,

with no one to witness

but the photo of his once warm companion

that sits still gazing from the angle of the wall.

 

6/2/2017