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RC Langill Member
since 2008-03-09
Posts 104 |
Left Behind You took your love away from me, Quietly, Unwillingly. Only a week before you had asked me "When do we get to go home?" You wanted to be back in your sewing room, Planning out the items You'd make for the Christmas bazaar. I couldn't tell you Why you were stuck in a hospital bed And did not recognize our living room. I didn't answer. I could not tell you why. And quietly, unwillingly, You left me only memory. |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
There are a enough memories to fill several books, I'm sure. I didn't expect the part about already being home in the living room. It was quietly striking. "I know this love will tear me to pieces |
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RC Langill Member
since 2008-03-09
Posts 104 |
Thank you for responding. Memory is, at best, only a faint companion, at worst, a searing confirmation of loss. At some point, I'll remember her smiles without triggering the painful loss of never seeing another one. Some day, maybe. No yet. Not now. |
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