• He walked through the door a tear in his eye
    He lifted his sleeve and wiped it dry
    He took a deep breath and stepped into the room
    He closed his eyes he saw the gloom

    She was there so very quiet and still
    She seemed as though she was never ill
    He slowly walked closer to her
    The few weeks before became a blur

    He reached out for her small white hand
    Held it tight but could not understand
    He took his ring placed it on her chain
    Took his sleeve and wiped his eyes again

    He slowly sat on the small white chair
    Put out his hand and touched her hair
    So perfect and blonde so long and neat
    Without you I am incomplete

    He whispered, I love you in her ear
    Although you're gone you're always here
    And at that moment his hand moved from her hair
    To his heart you're always there

    He slowly stood up and again took her hand
    Things were clear he could now understand
    Even if she wasn't there with him
    Inside his heart could never be dim

    He placed her hand down by her side
    Her imprint she left so deep inside
    For the last time he softly kissed her
    Still her body did not stir

    He turned to walk toward the door
    Then turned back to look once more
    Her new small ring shone in the light
    He closed the door she had lost her fight

    And as surely as he said that day
    In his heart she will always stay

    © Jacqui Armstrong

    * i have dedicated this poem to one of my friends who's girlfriend he lost to cancer*