Every day I travelled, called or thought
It was never going to get better
But the morphine did its job
Varying degrees of brightness
But in the end all grey
Kept away the darkness that we knew would come one day
We had laughs, we had tears
We had quiet, we had sleep
We had time together, we had time
You never once complained
You never were bitter
You were in pain, but they always kept it subdued
In the end you were distant
Slowly fading away
In both mind and body, but along with your pain
I still remember now
Not as frequent but still vivid
Your pain it is now ended, and I still I don’t know why
- by Robert Orr
