PROLOGUE

He held the women by each side
the two women who held him with each hand
as he watched the procession that went on.
he felt calm...and in those last days,
his happiness came from watching her smile, knowing that she was happy
and he was sure that she was.

They were always so happy
and as she grew more tired and weak
he knew he had to save her
from the only things he could shield her from

That little time he spent feeling her pain..like it was his
his hand hurt with hers
his heart failed when hers did
he could not leave
he was sure that she would open her eyes
and smile at him again.

He couldnt leave
just to the kitchen
to get her a glass of water
just to the kitchen for a minute
but that was all the time it took

she was cold...so cold
"not yet" he whispered
but it was time.

It took him time to realise that the two women were about to leave
"not yet" he whispered again
but for a different reason
but they understood
and as they turned their backs
the wind was in his face
cooling his face
and touching his tears
and carried his adieus on her wings.