the beeps, rhythmic,
tell us that you're still with us
we'll take it day by day,
taking shifts so you'll never be alone
we'll eat bad food and watch bad shows,
see the smile on your face while we laugh at your jokes
and when the beeps become a tone,
we'll know exactly what to do
we'll visit you at your new place,
with flowers to refresh your plaque-side vase
we'll tell you the latest gossip,
we'll sit the whole day and laugh about it
one day we'll be able to be face-to-face,
but until then we'll be at your niche,
talking while you listen.
Well done.
This tugs as me. *
Enjoyed. Interesting view, subtle.
Real to real.*