The Last Walk

A poem

Photo by Spencer Goggin on Unsplash

Walking alone, he joined my hand,
Roads were dark but his presence left a certain watermark,
That mark was so perfect,
Hard to express hard to swallow
Even if you dug a grave will not find anything deep in the shallow

A soul with so much kindness
And he departed with so much pain,
If I could ever get a hint
That was our last walk,
I wouldn’t have separated my hand
That separation hurts and still lingers in my ear!!

A good remote friend of mine
Fought many toughest battles,
And survived many aches and pain
But this last battle took him away,
In the sky of Oceans
And he joined an army of stars with grace !!