I hear you

the day of august 14th  2007, the day was silent with the most respect, as my grip held tight with his hand and deep look into his eyes, i knew it would be my last time i saw Mr. risen, a person who came to this world in sight for others to see, and i was among many,,, but i was ask to come to see him off,, for him to go with others that he knew,, to become what we know,,,, as an angel,,,,to watch over his love ones,, Mr. risen and i talk about what he was going to do after his eyes shut,,, amazing breath to take in with many hours of speaking,,,, i saw the smile he gave as he looked up,,, not letting go of the respect,,, it seemed as my hand joined his last touch of life,,,, with,,, Mrs risen by our side, i removed his hand from mine and sat it on hers, and said,,,, with her love, you'll understand why, there will be times of missing and times of hate,, but with both of your love you'll both will understand ,,, and then i said my last words only from my eyes and left them both alone,,, made my way to a seat,, it seemed like days when by,,,, as i waited for the room to be lit, the brilliant light of passing through, my tear has dropped again,,,,, slowly the steps came nearer as she opened the door,, the missing had begun and the smile no where to be seen,,, the strength she done,,, as she wiped her tears and sat with me, i held her hand as i done with his, and her smile broke the missing and felt what he has given me through my hand,,,, a new sight of respect to the ones we see and enjoy the ones we don't