His small, fragile body lay. 

His used to be loving eyes were

glossy and lost in space.

My footsteps made every outside noise silent.

A spark went of inside me

and His favorite song I began to sing.

Something changed within Him and He too began to sing.

The hardness in His eyes I had once seen 

disappeared.

They retrieved their light.

Warm tears slowly

trickled down my face.

His lost, frightened, doleful 

began to float away.

And for a moment, a simple moment

I caught glimpse of what He used to be.

However, when the song ended

it all went up in smoke. 

He reconsigned to oblivion.

His kind smile vanished.

And all that remained was

His lost eyes.