Abbot Died today

At the corner drug store

Where we all would often meet, 

greet and bid good byes

We have been called again this time

One of ours had passed away

The dress code is black, the day is gloomy

I pass by the kids in the park, they call out

I always carry candy for them, we all did

Small town; the folks know each other’s names

First, middle, and last

A utopian model, unbelievable

The town folk had gathered with the priest

He spoke of things that seem so false

he talked of a better place,

 somewhere where the angels tread

I refute such claims usually, yet I let it pass this once

I saw his widow, she didn’t weep

She sat there holding his hand, she hadn’t moved

Last night when Abbott went to bed

He slept gently, silently, turned stiff

She looked at the priest and asked

“has the lord left me alone, 

forgetting that Abbot's life was my breath”

The priest was silenced by her words

As he looked up to the heavenly clouds

I could see the tear roll down his cheek

For Laurel, posed this question and passed away

Together forever in life in death

They had fulfilled their solemn oath

I looked at my wife just then

She stopped her weeping, walked up to Laurel

Kissed her forehead and prayed for her soul

Whilst the rest of us were stilled in that moment

One of love inseparable even in death

She came over to me and held my hand

I wept this time for the love I felt

I told her ‘I shall follow you like Laurel has’

But never die first like Abbott did

For I am afraid to let go of your hand

Let the lord take us both, but not one

As I went down on my knees after ages

I Held her hands and prayed

“As He bears witness , from the clouds above

A wish I seek from thee, 

if ye send for her then send as well for me

Let us be in each other’s arms

breathe our last; in love’s symphony”.