Gone
I lean out the windowI breathe in the forest air
Rabbits converge outside in back
Scampering away when I cough
Choking back tears of regret
Birds chase each other from limb to limb
The endless green of the trees calms me
Makes me stop thinking for a moment
Reminds me of the beauty in the world
Reminds me there are other trees
In another room he slumbers
Peaceful and accustomed to the pain
Unaware this is my last day here
I cry for awhile,wishing I could stay
Wishing things were as they were once
But knowing there's no turning back.
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