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Gone, But not Forgotten?
by Patrick J Wilson

Thursday, August 13, 2009
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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Gone, but not forgotten -- huh?
Only the seasons to come can truly answer.

It has been six months since his passing,
and for him to see you now he would be frighten.

Frighten of whom you’ve become,
so where has his lovely wife gone?

Has she disappeared into the shadows of a once grieving widow,
only to emerge from the darkness and tears a bitter enigma?

For that matter, where has their daughter gone?
Parents who stay awake at night worrying about her fate.

Yet in your heart and mind you demonstrate only hate.
To you, their memory, presence, and essence no longer exists

-- Why?

Your psyche must be deteriorating
as you dig yourself deeper into your own demonic den.

While methinks of the times when cancer stuck your household,
who were the ones stood by your bedside and held your palms;
and whispered prayers of encouragement and optimism in your ears,
as they wheeled you into surgery to remove your cancerous kidney?

Who were the ones that not only shed tears,
but also shared the love on that cold, sad morning in February,
where respects were made to honor your late, beloved other,
as his cancer stricken body at once slept in earthly peace; while
His spirit made the journey to a better place?

We were there;
your family! But somewhere in your time warped mind,
you’ve forgotten?

Forgotten those who matter most. And why? I ask,
Why at this juncture in our lives do you feel the need to toss us
outside your window like trash?

Is it because we don’t agree with your choice of your future husband to be?
Open your eyes and cleanse your soul,
you’re approaching the devil’s gate.
No one in their right mind
would ever accept a child rapists into their family,
so why can’t you understand the evil that lives in this man?

He loves you in his moment; we’ve loved you always.
Don’t let twenty years of marriage to your beloved Tony be in vain!

His memory deserves better; thus, if you continue this path, it’s a shame.
Therefore, your family may be gone and forgotten in your heart.

Yet on a personal note, where has my sister gone?
You’ve always been apart of my life since I’ve been breathing,
with nothing but the utmost love and support that only a
brother, as lucky as me, could faithfully receive.

I would hurt you never.
The other night truly pissed me off though,

You advise, out of love, that I should never speak to you anymore.
That hurts more than you’ll ever know.

In fact, it down right sucks! For a sister to figuratively
give her brother the middle finger over a cheap telephone.

Although you didn’t vocalize those two words,
your message was conveyed crystal clear.

After all we’ve been through together,
from a lesser human being I would’ve expected the jester,
but come on -- you are, were? my sister.

So carry on dancing in your current life,
go ahead and marry your Chester;
for if this is your vision of love, caring --
then the person I once called my sister
is forever dead. Gone!

I shed no water for that since the one who died is one I no longer know.

That person is gone,
but not forgotten is the sister who never ceased to be.

One day I hope our paths
will cross on greener grounds.
Perhaps, some light will be shed on both hearts.
Understanding would be nice.

Yet if that day never comes,
remember this: we didn’t
throw you away the entire you;
We threw away the you that became,
unlike the whole of us you so
quickly and easily disregarded.

Gone, but not forgotten -- huh?
Only the seasons to come can truly answer.

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Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson 8/15/2009
I feel the pain in this so much…I have lived this journey with cancer…I have watched my decisions over my wife’s fate, her wishes, and her desire tear a family apart. Yet, bridges, no mater how hurtful to cross with the splinters of discord tearing away at the flesh of your feet, must never be burnt…in earnest having been, and still there send my hope through prayer…have a blessed day.

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 8/14/2009
So much hurt and dispair in this peace, almost like one searching for answers, when answers never come...

Be always safe,
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 8/14/2009
Enjoyed very much...stay safe and well..Hugss
Reviewed by JMS Bell 8/13/2009

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