Last Night, Last Look

I saw you last night.
You were laughing,
hard and loud,
with your whole body.

It wasn't at all like
the last time I saw you,
when you lay quietly
struggling to breathe
your last breaths.

I will not let that be
the last time I saw you.

The last time I saw you
you were laughing hard
and tears of joy
ran down your cheeks.

Elise Skidmore ©2026

8 Comments

  1. Reminds me sadly of the last night I shared with my dad before his death. We all will come to a last time. Beautiful written…

    1. Thank you, Michael. It reminds me of the night my father passed too, but I prefer to picture him laughing hard and loud at something that tickled him.

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