SHE


She alone can
Know my suffering
She alone who
Suffers more
Into the heart of my darkness
Her feeble walk
Her graying flesh
With timid steps
She lies upon
My pillow
Quiet

I feel the presence
Of her soul
But
Cannot ease her pain
Except to share.
It must end
I know
But when?
The stillness again
Is in my heart
But not my sleep.

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