GEORGE

George
Where has 34 years gone?.
Time fast a blur, as a merry go round
Faces, music, tears and smiles
Was it real or a Willo The Wisp

You struggled with life, your toes and hands knarrled as tree routs, your body a house of pain
You smiled to hide your pain

I found your body slumped over the bath, your cat sleeping on still feet, cold to touch
Safe now, no more pain, held in an angels arms

We now meet in dreams, your cat sleeping on my knees
And I remember tears in my eyes
A brave soul named George.