Dear Oliver
Kneeling by your bedside,
My heart keens for your stiff embrace.
Never again will you lean on my arm
Or rasp in my ear, those three words,
I so dearly wish to hear.
Your rattling breath grows thinner, softer,
As I brush my hand through your auburn tresses.
I pray to understand why, why God would do this-
how God could do this. I implore Him every day
To allow me one hour, one more minute, to tell you
how much I love you, for you to see Isaac
Run to your bedside and call you, "Father"
My pearly tears wet your cheeks,
As your labored breathing does finally cease.
I caress your jaw and kiss your pallid brow
And pray the the angels sing your favorite tale,
As you dance into Heaven above.
All my love,
Rose
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The Rose's Flame
Short StoryPrincess Rose of Esmerdel is betrothed to Prince Oliver of Enchantment, also known as "The Goblin King." Oliver is reclusive and said to only appear in public wearing a porcelain goblin mask. The court gossips say his family is cursed. The supersti...
