these past few days of my sick leave, i spent a lot of time sleeping. and thinking. a lot of things. mortality , for instance.
a friend had passed away (a few years earlier). he was very fit, doesn't smoke or drink, was a commando in the armed forces. liver cancer struck him down. it doesn't make sense to us, his friends.
one of the prompts at the NaPoWriMo site was to write an elegy. i guessed this is for him.
image by dsnake1
done with Sketch at pencilmadness.com
for a friend
it's very
unexpected
like a glass
slipped out
of your
hands
and
shattered.
mortality
is
like that.
the alarms
are there
like leaves
falling out
of trees
but still
the end
came too
fast
like this rain
that keeps
pouring
suddenly
out of the blue.
leaving us
with
just memories
of what
a great
individual
we have
lost.
drafted 09.12.07
revised 29.04.12
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2012
3 comments:
What a fitting tribute to you friend...very sad, yet shows how much he meant to you. Perfect.
Sorry for your lost, dsnake.
Great piece -- this is a part of life but something we don;t often think about or realize. Really must cherish what we have while we have it.
Lynn,
thanks for your comments. it's sad. he was a very great individual.
Raven,
yeah, i guessed this is part of life, living, sickness and dying. it was a privilege to have known him.
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