"I fear I can't go on," she said,

"I think I would be better dead."

She knelt, she cried, I head her head.

I thought I knew what she was feeling.

She turned to close the foor and I

Assisted in a suicide.

Now that she's on the other side

I know what she was after...

And I can wait.

A cold and wet November day.

We lowered her into a grave,

-- I'd never seen her look so brave.

Now worms consume her body...

And I can wait.