brittle light
brittle light
Jul 31, 2017

Abiding Hope

I stopped drifting
the moment she asked,

"are you ready to come home yet?

It had been thirty three years
since our separation

how could a man not respond to that!

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I don't know what else to say.

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: upstate New York USA, USA

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Comments

lovedly

in your musical life
and
had to be given an invite

I marvel her for having waited
33 years only
she could have longer
but she couldn't stay more years away
hope you did not disappoint her that day
sing a flaming song for her
your lovey dovey
may be

I wonder if you know me
have you ever read
lovedly
like you
not much like an swinging apple
from a neopoet tree

brittle light

I did not disappoint her, or myself
we did reunite
It felt as natural as when first meeting

Unfortunately, she died just a year and a half later

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