This Last Lost Hour

This last lost hour I've been trying to
find words which adequately convey how
sorry I am to hear your sad news. You
and I both know, everyone does, a slow

decline must end this way. Apart from a
miracle, there is no other route for
it to go. That makes it no easier
to accept. The clock ticks. What was before

has gone. Now is now. It is what it is.
You will move on. Sadly, words may not soothe
even though they do hold some truth. So this
is the problem – my words are not enough

but that is all I have. Nevertheless,
I'll send a card. Write 'Sorry for your loss.'


Friends At The End