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The Transition

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I stood by its bedside
speaking to it in low tones
It could not hear my voice
spiritually
It had packed its bags in the early hours of the morning
reserved parking spot is now empty
gassed up
and on the turnpike headed north

reminiscing about the good days we shared
how we first met
the mutual attraction
the promises
the committment to each other

I smiled
wiping away tears from the corner of my lips
it lay there before me
motionless
faint heartbeat
fading
cold fingertips 
clasped inside my warm blooded hands

someone closed the shades
there will be no sunshine when it's gone
approaching the time of final departure
the last breath taken
a final sigh
eyes closed
lifeless
I wailed in heartbrokenness
the first moments of finality
reality
yet
still asking it to come back
not to leave me
I would take its place
I would do better
get
by all means necessary
the medicine it needed to make it well again
but its condition was terminal
irreversible

it was now gone

a dream
I once had

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mlowe5 says:

Love the depth of this write. Makes one ponder the connections between transformation and resurrection, and that's deep! Another great pen, Newphanter. ONE. Peace and Love.

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