I recall the day
Caroline faded
as the taxi pulled away.
I watched her wave.
I watched her disappear
and knew, somehow
she would never be
so opaque again.

It would take sixteen full years
for her physical body
to agree.
It would take numerous TIA’s
a pacemaker
and skin biopsies
before this world
would let Caroline, be
let her worn down machinery
release the soul cell
she was meant to be.

I was fortunate
to have been able
to clearly see
her wave goodbye
that humid Floridian day
and to wave in return
as the tears clouded
my view
of Caroline.

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