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This is dedicated to JJ, who is like a sister to me ♥ |
| Herewith my poem with kind thoughts for - ♥"JJ"♥ Nurse, the curtain is drawn, I need to see the mirror recognizing myself, a peace-less mind who and where am I, wandering in a nightgown. The lovely face of my husband seeing me in my wedding gown, my candle flickering in the church. I cannot see the golden wedding ring his token that no longer exists, lost in our marriage that day trying to make sense of it. Where are my tablets that I may see his face before my memory fades? Our home there on the hill the children with me in the den, I sat and watched them with a puzzle trying to make sense of moving the pieces – “Honey, the specialist says you're doing well writing your thoughts in our family diary, the children and I are so proud of you strong as ever here in the clinic, being awake all these hours. The good news here home tomorrow, your garden scene flowers in your vase crystal in the sunlight. This beautiful memory when the twins were born, behind lace curtains drawn blue eyes crying in your room, now praying for your safe return.” Written by embe |