Witness
I am witness
to a life lived nobly
courage that most of us can never know
doing what had to be done
memories archived
never forgotten in my heart
never shared, carefully written
alone in leather jackets
time will brittle and erase the ink
a life of subterfuge
never
truly
here
always there
always planning
in denial
in distress
dying
overcast
the sun refuses to shine today
is this the day my love?
breathing stops
sadness fills the air
birds no longer chirp
the world mourns
I feel you leaving me
Lynda Filler 