A lone yellow mum from the huge bouquet
you brought me only two weeks ago
still sits on my desk
Your car is in your garage,
Your mug on your coffee table
Your jeans on metal hangers at your cottage
Your tools outside in the shed
Your cat is at your sisters’
Your texts on my cell phone
Your voice rings in my ears.
Ania said you didn’t need to be born this time,
You came only to help her cope with life.
It was easy to believe her.
You were loving and generous,
Light-hearted and witty
Discreet and graceful
A superior human being.
You saw Ania off,
Nursed your sister after her operation,
Took care of her move when she had to downsize
Went on the trips on your bucket list
And having accomplished your mission in this life
Serenely bid it farewell.
I hope you find another reason to come back
To grace the life of a few more mortals
Though too late for me
to enjoy your presence one more time