Posted by MFish

Sit close to me
as I tell my tale
of a lonely man,
who believes he failed
to care for his wife,
through thick and thin,
as her memory left,
now there's nothing to win.
Her banal existence
is suppressed every day.
What kind of life is this
when her personality no
longer laughs, no longer is gay
because the empty shell
she lives in every day?