To my great-grandmother, who lost the love of her life to the Spanish influenza. She remarried only for the sake of her two-year-old son, my grandfather. She never stopped loving my great-grandfather.
So many wonder why
I spend my life alone.
“Why don't you have someone?”
They ask,
And look at me, assuming
That I must be too choosy,
And maybe I am.
They cannot know that
I lost my heart
Long ago,
Lost it so completely
That I was simply unable
To find it again;
They do not accept that
You cannot be replaced
With a poor reproduction
Of what you were.
For me you were perfect,
A one of a kind original,
But I lost you
Through no fault
Of our own;
You were simply
Gone,
Taken from me
Much too soon,
Leaving me
Alone.
They were young and in love when it happened. That's hard to get over. She really couldn't replace that young love at all. So many remarried for convenience when there was no social backup for single women like there is today. It was often marry or starve to death.
My great aunt lost her husband about that time. She remarried another man with the same name, his brother? My uncle was a medic in World War I. But he never left the country. He was "shellshocked," by treating doughboys come home with terrible wounds and probably had to deal with the Spanish flu that killed more than the war. My aunt, probably thinking she would never marry, married the much older him when they worked together in the hospital where he was an orderly and she was a nurse's aide. After three children, he became abusive and she had to put him in a veterans hospital in the 1950s.
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My great aunt lost her husband about that time. She remarried another man with the same name, his brother? My uncle was a medic in World War I. But he never left the country. He was "shellshocked," by treating doughboys come home with terrible wounds and probably had to deal with the Spanish flu that killed more than the war. My aunt, probably thinking she would never marry, married the much older him when they worked together in the hospital where he was an orderly and she was a nurse's aide. After three children, he became abusive and she had to put him in a veterans hospital in the 1950s.
Ron