Those last moments

Tears roll down my sorrowed face.

This moment, the one I was dreading most,

had finally come.

What am I to say?

What am I to do?

I want to be able to sit and weep.

But is that the wrong way to go?

As I wipe away my tears,

I think back to yesterday.

I looked at the man who raised me since my youth.

The one who watched me grow,

told me he was proud.

Laying on he's last bed,

living his last day. 

I wait awhile. 

at first he does not notice me,

just stares ahead in a daze.

He looks up to the sound of my throat clearing,

for a lump has formed there.

I do not see pain in his eyes,

only joy at seeing me.

His crazy smile, 

with wrinkles around it,

is what reminded me of what to do.

I sat beside him

like in the old days when we watched T.V.

We talked and laughed for hours.

I pretended as if this was not my last moment with him.

However, when his voice slowly got lower,

the tears were something I could not avoid.

he said to me "don't cry young one,

for as long as you keep a place for me in your heart-

You will never be alone

even after death there is more life"

That's when the light left.

The bright blue, turned into a dull reminder that he breathes no more

I felt lost.

I still feel lost.

But his last words ring in my head over and over.

I know he is right.

That is why I know I will pull through,

and smile again in time.