Closed Eyes

This was for the 'That Which Must Not Be Named' Competition

Closed eyes but still you stare,
Stroke her hair and hold her hand tight.
You tell her how she can be proud of you,
Your arrangement of her day in the spotlight.

Your favourite photograph of her,
Stands at the forefront of her friends.
Her family collect together again,
Like a wedding day when love extends.

You smile and think of how she’d smile more,
When people stand up to praise her spirit.
You are honoured that she is your wonderful wife,
And promise her you will see her in just a little bit…………