Perhaps Tomorrow

She sees an unexpected reminder
of my past sorrow
and falls into dread

of her own anniversary date’s arrival
Children are not supposed to die
before their parents, it is said

Hers died without warning, too soon
There’s never a good time
to break your heart

When was her last Good-bye
Did she say I love you, hold him close
Will she ever stop asking Why

And so I search for words
bring her flowers
hold her close and share her tears

And when the crying’s done this day
we’ll have a cup of tea and cry some more
not wait again till May

Perhaps tomorrow

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About geniecan

Born and raised in " America's finest City" received BS degree in nursing years ago... main career besides wife and motherhood ( and now a grandma)was as a hospice RN for 18 years...Take great joy in finding the good in all things and believing that " No Thing is Ordinary" the title of my blog. I am working on a children's picture book story named R-Qu.. a rock falls of his mountain. Writing poetry is one of my happiest things to do. Yoga, water aerobics,, gym exercise and walking our wheaton terrior, Finley, with my husband Jim are favorite things...oh yes...singing in the choir at Church and recognizing God as #1... are most important... I also have a home based business with magnetic and far intra red health care products..peace to all who read this, Love, Jeane
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2 Responses to Perhaps Tomorrow

  1. geniecan says:

    Thanks.. Isn’t it odd the way we feel like writing at times.. …just sent you one I wrote to today.. not yet on Word press…. Love you xoxo J

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