When I Get To The Other Side

True love never really dies.

As he looked at her with eyes half closed
a slight smile upon his face,
she slowly knelt down and kissed his cheek
welcoming his weak embrace.

Their love had lasted the test of time
but now the end was near
and with bated breath she held his hand
then wiped away a tear.

She could feel his body growing weaker
with the dying of the light
and by that evening he had left her
like a ghost in the night.

But before he could muster up the strength
to take one last long breath,
she whispered softly in his ear
and this is what she said.

"Not even death can part us
my love for you will never die
and look for me my darling, you
when I get to the other side."

Author's Note

This is a tribute to my parents and a very bittersweet memory of one of their last moments together before my loving father passed away.

Reviews

[Donna]

That was a beautiful tribute to your parents Dara! Beautifully written!

[Dara]

Thank you so much Donna. Btw, you and my mother have the same first name :-) It is a very pretty one, too :-)