Whispered Breath

She’s sitting with him on his bed

He’s one whispered breath from dying

She’s lovingly cradling his head

& she can’t help but break down crying

Oh, all their years together

Comes rushing to her mind

She’s wondering what she’ll do now

Since he’s leaving her behind

By: J.N.R Dutton




Author: J.N.R Dutton (aka The Poet)

Husband. Father. Writer/Independent Journalist/Poet. Artist,all around creative soul. I reside in Southern Idaho with my wife & son.

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