Stanzas: Monthly Chapbooks November 2014: Remembrance | Page 14

The Death Of A Man
Caleb Brennan
He had cold hands,
as cold as the hands I shook that day.
Dapper in his suit
his kept hair made him look
Like the man he was in his days.
I was made to kiss him,
in a way to show love.
I do not recall kissing him this way at all.
When I did it before,
I was less willing
but this was different,
it was the last time.
I can‘t help remember
when we jumped the man
in the hallway of his house,
he was always a strong man,
even with his wooden cane.
He kept his stride
and his pride
when he lost his hair,
At least this is what he showed.
He showed a lot of thingsHis ignoring calls at night
to wake up from his sleep.
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