Sleep My Dear

           
  (for one who held his Love's hand
          as she passed away)


Sleep, my Dear - Sleep in merited peace,
Your burden freed of infirmity's heavy
      cloak.
This moment entered opens a door
      revealing
What just prior was not yours to evoke.

Sleep, my Love - Sleep, and I shall stand
The watch, a hallowed vigil your sacred
      shrine.
In this consecrated slumber lies
Your comfort and in your comfort I find
      mine.

                                          rlkilgore