One day,
without your knowing,
you invite death in and
he
stays.

He goes to all of your parties and he is in all of your photos
and you wonder
if he was such a bad guy after all.
Until you wake up one morning and there is one less
face to recognize
and death
is still
there.

Once more set sail, heart, for the pinewood South.
I hope she remembers you,
you loved her for so
long.