Vigil

by jimowensjr

Through tired eyes

a glimmer still,

his furrowed brow,

his iron will.

 

I watch his chest

both rise and fall,

his expansive world,

becoming small.

 

We share some laughs

of days gone by,

I see him grin,

and wonder why.

 

Those blinking lights,

the greens and blues,

all dancing ’round

in shadowed hues;

 

What lies before

And what’s far past,

now matter not,

it went too fast.

 

All’s been said

What needed so,

when bells toll,

I’ll let him go.

 

His tender hand

now held in mine,

his gentle touch,

like sips of wine.

 

In weary watch,

my mind so clear,

I wipe my cheek

a trailing tear.

 

All that matters,

Is our now,

I’ll be alright,

he’s shown me how.