Shock, when they said you were dead.
Disbelief, for this was not supposed to happen.
Pain, aching and severe engulfed me as I wept.
Loneliness, when I climbed into our bed alone.
Confusion, while preparing a dignified service.
Fear, as I faced my loss and dreaded the future.
Relief that you would no longer have to suffer.
Exhaustion, from the sheer effort of coping.
Doubt, wondering if I did everything I could.
Regrets, for we did not get to say goodbye.
Identity, with you gone, who will I become?
Resignation, somehow I must face life alone.
It is hard to imagine anything worse. A close friend's husband collapsed and died within minutes at the age of 40. She, too, is a talented poet. You can be sure I will share this with her (as well as others).
Keep forgetting to compliment your drawings. They're great! So are you!! Phyllis
Reviewed by William M. Sowman
Reviewed on January 26, 2003
Iknow how much this hurts Janet, but the memories will always be there. Maybe as time goes by they will lessen in their intensity and you can replace them with all the good memories from the past and add memories to them from a very bright future.
You are an excellent writer and very intelligent and your poetry is great. So think about the many good things in your life. Your friend, Bill
Reviewed by Marjorie Coogle (Reader)
Reviewed on January 26, 2003
You captured my thoughts exactly. My loving husband of twenty years passed away 3/4/02. Thank you.
Reviewed by Anwer Sher (Reader)
Reviewed on January 10, 2003
very moving.. i can understand and appreciate the feelings you deal with..brilliantly expressed
A page-turning novel about a relationship between best friends that is interrupted because of betrayal , deceit, sexual promiscuity and pregnancy happens!
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Keep forgetting to compliment your drawings. They're great! So are you!! Phyllis
You are an excellent writer and very intelligent and your poetry is great. So think about the many good things in your life. Your friend, Bill
Erin
Jack