A giggle to death..

The giggles 

A blink to life... 

 a mighty crown ...he is happy ....to be ..a king a smile....to him

Living here he breathes...his last.

A joy.....a pride ....to old 

The wheel chair . his wings...in black pajamas...runnning from death

No captive.

The grave is all

..remains

Is it now...is it now

A drink ..a coffee ...a dash of rum..to taste

And chatta his last word to her
with a giggle.