The Last Thread

It was a dark and dreary morn
the weather nasty with rain and storm
I didn't know December 28 would be
the worse day in my life's history.
I sat at home, not a thing to do
until the phone rang-it was about you.
They said you weren't breathing,
Your lips were blue-
no one knew what to do.
I jumped in my car and drove like never before,
afraid of what would find
when I ran in your door.
Lying in your bed,
pale and deathly blue
I was so afraid of losing you.
I ran to your side, no pulse I could find
I thought that I would lose my mind.
I yelled to your brother,
to put you in the floor-
I've never done CPR on
anyone I knew before.
your mouth was shut so tight
I tried to be as gentle as I could-
But it would not open like it should.
I yelled to your wife-come help me out
as I cannot give you mouth to mouth.
I started chest compressions
I told her "do the best you can do"
as we could not get the air into you.
I screamed to her-breathe!
try to get two breaths into you
I could feel your ribs breaking
as I watched your chest move.
Oh I was in hell at that moment in time
when in you still no pulse did I find.
Paramedics arrived-
I did the same as before
as they tried to open your mouth some more.
I rose from my knees,
as another took my place
my whole body shaking-
I felt my heart race.
A little while later, they said you were gone
as I still knew better-I said they were wrong.
Day turned into night and night into day-
it all melted together-
guess it's supposed to feel that way.
  They say you never forget your first love
and I would have to say that's true.
Because that is how I felt about you.
I stayed really strong
until they started to lay you in the ground
when I last saw you laying there, I started to break down.
Every inch of your face I wanted to touch
I tried to etch you in my mind-I miss you so much.
I kissed your lips one last time-
and cherished the memories
of when you were mine.