It was natural and easy
to tell him how I felt
after he had lain ill before,
after my own infirmity
made us partners again.
It’ll be harder now,
but not impossible.
Still, it’s been but a short while
and I am already losing that smile,
the truth of his gaze,
the wonder of his face.
So I will write of him when I can,
tell others about a good man,
in this way perhaps I’ll let
myself never forget.
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