The flowers died on Monday

As I watched him from my chair

He got up and walked on Tuesday

While leaning on me for support

He refused all food on Wednesday

And his medicines were multiplied

He said he loved me on Thursday

The day of our wedding anniversary

His eyes fell closed on Friday

I'd never see them open again

He stopped breathing on Saturday

But was saved just in time

He died on Sunday

And a part of me died with him