Monday, January 4, 2016

Morphine Dreams by Ivan J. Adams copyright 2006-03-02

Morphine Dreams by Ivan J. Adams copyright 2006-03-02

No more money
Time to go!
Such a burden
Don't you know?

It's for the best
They all do say
Insurance covered
The last day.

So take her home
She's happy there.
One last time
To brush her hair.

Say Good-bye
& you'll be all-right....
It's time to go
No need to fight!

Stick a needle
In her arm.
Rest assured
She is not harmed!!!

Quick and quiet
She goes away!
Eyes glaze over
I watch and pray.

Hours pass
and the body slows,
Bit by bit
we both let go.

Breathing stops,
no heart beat found.
My quiet sobs
the only sound.

Right or wrong,
It was her wish.
I say farewell
with my last kiss.