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The smile on his face
Grew so wide.
He lay near his death.
His wife by his side.
Barely a whisper
These words did he say,
“I love you, my wife,”
Then he passed away.
And while the tears flowed
As she let go of his hand
A kiss on his lips
He was always her man.
There on her lap
Heavy laden – his quotes.
He left a lifetime of memories
In his poems and notes.
Written for #OctPoWriMo 2018 Day 2
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Kevin Parish 
heartbreaking yet beautiful.
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Life…if we’re lucky! Thank you!
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yep..c’est la vie
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indeed
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It’s beautiful.
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Thank you!
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