Charles

Charles was a simple man

Who was enjoying the good life

Charles was a hardworking man

Until he lost his wife

Charles cried for days

Moping, being depressed, alone

Charles thinks she stays

Says her spirit has shown

Charles went a little crazy

He could not handle everything very well

His memories have twisted, gone hazy

He cannot remember if this is Heaven or Hell

Charles lost his motivation

His reason to go on

All he felt was frustration

How long would this go on?

Charles started thinking

He knew that this would just not do

So Charles kept on thinking

“Again, I will see you”

Charles began working hard

He began to make a plan

“At least I have a shard

of my life left to be a man”

Charles worked late into the night

He studied and read and tried

He thought his wife would find this right

That is, if she had not died

Charles had a memory and wandered in

Her green eyes, her smile, her hair

Her gentle touch, her waist thin

And the pain was more than he could bear

Charles finished his project and let out a sigh

He looked at the finished project and began to say

“My love, I will wait until the day I can say hi

And then sweep you with me faraway”

Charles climbed into the casket that he built

And lay inside, closing his somber eyes

Determined to lay in waiting until he begins to wilt

When suddenly, he cries

Charles learned a lesson that day

One he should have learned before

“My wife is gone and I must stay.

I will not see her anymore”

Charles was no longer crazy

People decided he was fine

His memory no longer hazy

Alas, he was not fine

Charles lost all sanity

All reason, all faith, all sense

Struggling to find his own humanity

His home life lonely, bleak, tense

Charles died alone one night

Warm alone in his bed for two

And everyone just assumed he was all right

But hopefully that won’t happen to you