Elliot's p.o.v
I remember I gave you all of me.
Life's circumstances weren't gracious enough
to delay or prevent your final curtain
call. You laid as still and quiet as a baby
under the stars and stripes. God and
his angels carried your beautiful soul somewhere
over the rainbow. It was a case of mercy and grace.
At least you did your best and you weren't any pain.
Your loss grieved my heart, but you didn't leave
anything unsaid. Now and again, I become lost
within our memories. Now and again, I
wonder will I die next.
