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.
