Glass and Masks and Hoods

I held his hand until he passed
And then again until he died. 
His air had stopped. but still his heart beat on

I watched him as his color changed 
That tell tale sign that all is gone
A yellow hew that stays when pink is drained

His loved ones were behind the glass 

Had waved and cried without a touch
They tried to get what comfort could be had

By his own words and his own hand 
Mask off  and ready for the light
He looked ahead and faded by

Leaving us 
Behind glass 
And masks and hoods.