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Inevitable Ending
Hands, rough with callouses
Smile, beautiful with red cherry lips
Hair, graying over the last seventy years
I quietly reach for her hand
She doesn’t turn towards me
But I can see the corner of her lips turn up
The sun is setting
On a park bench, I sit with my wife of forty years
Three kids, four jobs, and two houses
My life is passing me by.
And I have wasted too much precious time.
The disease is taking over.
Soon there will be no more park benches with my wife.
Soon there will be no Jeopardy at six o’clock.
Soon there will be no February 20th’s without thinking about whose birthday it is
I slowly draw swirls on my wife’s hand.
She turns her head and smiles with her red cherry lips.
The lifeless, cerulean eyes stare back at me.

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