The grey on the chair even though
The leather was black
The strands of hair you lost that would never grow back
All the chemicals they gave you, in their failed attempt to save you
The needles your body required, leaving you wary and tired, for I miss you the most , because it was you that I admired
Everlasting fight you fought well and strong, now all I have to remember you by was the long waited memories of waiting in that hospital bay.
Now you’re free at last, and free you’ll stay