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Eyes (standard:poetry, 147 words)
Author: kendall thomas Added: Oct 19 2006Views/Reads: 2188/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)

I'm tired of looking 

Into the eyes of the dead: 

Friends, family. 

The last one 

Held my hand 

As I was leaving. 

The eyes resigned, 

Wanting to say goodbye. 

It's always the same. 

There's no fear, 

No wailing or regret, 

Only resignation, 

A tired look, 

Not bothering to fight. 


My mother rose 

From a deep twilight 

Just before she died. 

The small patient hand 

That had guided mine 

Over tangled shoe laces 

patted it one last time 

Before she closed her eyes. 


My dog lay quietly 

On the stainless steel table 

As the vet gave him 

A lethal shot. 

I whispered goodbye. 

I'd always told him there 

Was a doggie heaven 

Without leashes and fences, 

where we'd take long walks forever. 

But I think he knew I'd lied, 

For there was only 

Resignation in those 

Tired old eyes, 

A final wag of tail 

His goodbye. 


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