The sun had just risen
and took your light
with it
beyond our sphere of being
All I'm left with is
memories
reminders
echoes
What was needed
to make you comfortable
as the year wore
you down
The implements
of mobility
now stand
still
The heater
is cold
The hot water bottles
no longer needed
I look around me
and see you
the way you were
for all those years
A room
empty of you
except for
your things
A sunny corner
the sea whispers nearby
here you rest
until the Breaking of the Day
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