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.