This is based on a true story of a man's love for his wife as he nursed her through final sickness. He was a resident in a nursing home, I was on night duty.
Lost Love
Softly, peaceful as a baby’s dreaming smile
Silent as the growing shadows,
Thanatos stole upon the night
And whispered, “It is time”
And she left me.
Asleep! A few stolen moments
In my vigil!
And my love had gone.
Death I felt thy sting
Tears are my bitterness!
We had talked,
Enough to weary
All the hours in longest night,
Heart in breaking heart,
We’d cheered ourselves
With memories
Of Colin dancing with Adele.
Of Christmas nights, children’s
Demanding, anxious feet
What had Santa brought?
Tearing paper, squeals and ahs!
Of summer walks
And all the simple things we’d shared.
“Don’t cry for me.” She’d said.
And I had smiled.
I could not, dare not speak,
Held her hand, frightened wren
Against my callused palm,
While starlight, held in brine,
Stole treacherous from eye to cheek,
And her lips fluttered, drank of my sorrow,
And I loved her.
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