I rose and proceeded down the aisle...
towards the filled casket.
I stood at the brink and slowly looked over the edge. I used to be scared of death. Not anymore. I saw there, his calm shell. I couldn't cry. He hates it when I do. There would be mourning of course, but for now, seeing him lying there, peaceful, is enough.
They said he died with his family by his side. I'm sorry I wasn't there.
Now, his eyes closed a smile on his lips, and his heart open. He let so many people into his heart, that even in death, he brings life. I couldn't help but smile. My love was at peace. I slowly folded my hands and said a prayer to him.
As I finished, I looked into his face and mouthed the words...
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