She held it all inside --
smiled at people on the street.
Picked up groceries, put them in the fridge.
Laundered towels and linens.
Paid bills, made the bed.
Went to work.
But when a cedar waxwing flew into her window,
suddenly it became too much.
No longer was her lover there to
help bury the tiny, lifeless form.
And like a profane, wretched day,
her rain poured.
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Life is hard and then you're
Life is hard and then you're slammed with something that puts you over the top. I.hope
this is'nt a personal story. If it is I' m very sad.
Hello, Leslie,
You are so kind. It is an experience I had many, many years ago in which I recovered. But I think it is really about all of us at some point in our lives, So much that we all have in common.
Thank you for reading!
L
Dearest Lavender,
I am so sorry...I had a similar experience and feel your pain! I was on my Motorcycle going about 35 mph and a Grackle flew into my windshield and broke its neck. Please feel better soon. great poem.
*hugs & love, Cat
Hello, Cat,
All is well, thanks! A place in my life many years ago, but I believe the feeling may be shared by most of us at some point in our lives. So sorry you experienced the motorcycle incident! Poor grackle...and poor you!
Thank you for reading and sharing!
L
Hi Lavender, your poem flows
Hi Lavender, your poem flows beautifully. The lines are perfectly penned and every word counts. I love how it moves from ordinary every day life to dramatic emotions in an instant. Stunning work in every sense, Ruby :) xxx
Hello, Ruby,
I always appreciate the time you give reading and commenting. You are so generous.
Thank you!
Lx
The last 2 lines sum up your
The last 2 lines sum up your memories and grief in your life. Prayers!
Hello, Clentin,
I really didn't intend for this to be about me specifically, although I did have a similar scenario many, many years ago. I was imagining most people could relate at some point in their lives. I appreciate your warm thoughts, and thank you for reading!
L