Death of a loved one.
On a cold chilly night
I sat and watched
my one true love
slowly die.
Then falling from the sky
was the first snow fall
just right before
she took her last breath.
She then whispered
her last goodbye
and kissed me once more.
Not a second later
her body went cold,
no heart beat was heard,
and no more life was inside her.
The angels have took her
to a better place
where she was given her wings.
(two years later)
Now I sit at her barrier
thinking of how I wished
she could of lived.
So, I could hear her voice
one last time and to feel
her kisses against my skin.
