Couplets Fall Apart
The mouse ran out of time,
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't hold a candle to the man you are.
But let Jack be nimble, he has nothing on you,
Rider of five-mile treks,
Man of destiny denied,
Caught in the frenzied fire.
Blue flames are igniting paper words
That have already been burned into
Our memories, so you don't need them.
Just let them flow with the tears and wash over
The sands of a tide of well -wishers
Bobbing in an ocean of grief.
Letting couplets fall apart
As when Romeo thought Juliet dead.
A last wonder,
Have I been left to
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What is left to do when someone slips away from life too soon, you immortalize him in writing.