By Jennifer Huff, LPN
I said goodbye to you today.
In my own quiet way.
A hidden tear was shed.
Tribute to the life you led.
Empty chair, an unspoken reminder of you.
Too soon to be filled by a patient so new.
Numb to the pain of so many goodbyes.
Sorrow hidden, secretly brushing tears from my eyes.
You joined the others who paved the way for you.
The leader, the song-man, the fiesty one, too.
The one who decided that he’d just had enough.
Saying farewell to you all has been so tough.
I like to imagine you are all gathered up there.
Playing poker, having feasts, so many stories to share.
No more restrictions on fluid and food.
No longer chained to disease, it is as it should.
Those of us left behind, keep your memory alive.
Working hard every day to help others survive.
Chair no longer empty, a new soul to tend.
Hidden tears suppressed.
A new beginning to the end.