Praying for his happiness

My eyes were closed

My heart beat had slowed

I was lying there unconscious

Yet I could hear my heartbeat

And also to the voices of my loved ones

I saw his face

He was young and boyish

He was in his teenage

As I heard him say, “I love you”

His eyes were full of love

I observed that he had grown up

He was tall and looked handsome

He was in late twenties

I heard him say, “I love you”

As we were just married

I saw him laughing

I saw him smiling

At times he was angry

Sometimes he was very sick

But, the twinkle of love never left his eyes

I wanted to see him more

I wanted to feel his touch

I wanted to hear him say, “I love you”

I struggled to open my eyes

And then I saw him

His face had wrinkles

Yet his eyes conveyed his love for me

I stared at him with tears engulfed eyes

He squeezed my hands with love and care

The touch was so divine and magical

He came close to me

I kissed his forehead

He kissed me back

Tears rolled down my cheeks

I smiled and closed my eyes

His tenderness and kindness

His love and passion

Our life as friends and couple

Our grown up children and little grand children

His love and those twinkling eyes

I breathed for one last time

Feeling his touch

Hearing his voice

Thinking of him

Praying for his happiness

As a part of One single Impression