nothing could save you

nothing

could stop you from going

where

you were about

to go.

not each memory,

each tree

you climbed,

each book you read,

each kite

you put into the sky,

each set of lips you kissed,

not the food

you ate,

the wine.

not the love of the ocean,

there was nothing

that could

save you.

not the doctor

at your bedside,

not the child you raised,

not your friends

or your wife.

not the sun out the window

warm

and bright.

no one

and nothing could stop

this train

you were on, 

about to arrive.