Wax works

We went along to the viewing
My precious daughters and me
It was something we were dreading
We couldn't believe it: you see
How was it possible that you were gone?
How possible that we were now so alone?
Though we went together: in distress
We were brought together: to witness!
You were truly gone from us: escaped this life
You had left your body: no longer there inside
I said "He's gone my loves: left this earth!
He no longer resides there inside
This is but an empty shell: no warmth
No beating heart: just emptiness!
He's not here! No, he's not here!" 

We cried for your tragic loss
We cried for all the things we'd miss
We cried for all of the unfinished business
For all the memories that would never be ours

It felt like we are at the wax-works
Maybe at Madam Tussauds in London

For though I stroked his hair: it felt the same!
His face was that of a stranger: no smiles lingering
No animation: no pinkening: no life at all
A hard line where your mouth once smiled
Those hands that held mine for many years
Now folded in their cold embrace! Alone!