Sense Sonnet - Acher

Chosen Together

We've been married 54 years.
A lot of family and friends
Shared our laughter and our tears.
But now the time for living ends.
Joan has cancer that's terminal.
Each day she fades a little more.
Deaf and blind, all my senses dull,
The music is gone - no encore.
We make the trip to Switzerland,
Drink what Dignatas does provide,
Then we fall asleep, hand in hand,
Our children by our side.

We do in death as done in life,
Together, as husband and wife.