-For Sarafin and his beautiful Aurora 

 

Let me tell the tale

of a young a man who didn’t give up.

No matter how hard life got for him

He never let it blow up.

 

He left his native land

to provide a better life for his family.

Set foot in a country with nothing,

but glimpse of hope in his eyes.

 

Hope that got him through,

Almost every day of his life.

He never looked back since then.

He strived to achieve success;

Got awarded for being a great citizen.

 

But as time flew by,

the beautiful skin on his face started to crinkle,

Lines appeared around his mouth when he laughed,

Words became murmurs that no one could understand,

Legs became stiff.

Mind began to laze,

And the love of his life was too faraway.

“Aurora, my beautiful Aurora”,

was what parted from his gentle lips.

A year and a half without her was like living without water for him.

She’s in the same home as he is,

But on the very opposite side.

As I was wrapping up my interview with him

The last thing he mentioned was his beautiful Aurora.

He finally was going to meet,

And spend time with his one and only.

 

Both of them had enough of the separation.

Now was the time when they actually needed each other.

Now was the time they would ultimately come together.

 

However, a huge hallway, a flight of stairs, numerous rooms and a wheelchair distanced them once again.

Nevertheless, he was happy.

He was at ease.

His wife and him were still alive.