Individual Time Schedules Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wishing for the respect of my love as I wait in the
disparity of his grief, sensing his sorrow, knowing
his emptiness and abandonment as my own.

Wanting him to be open and accepting while BEing
with him, soliciting whatever it is that he needs
just by asking it of me.

Hoping to do whatever possible to awaken his mind
to the life that is still living inside of him,
praying he will recognize his purpose in life.

Opening his eyes and heart to others in pain like
himself, will help to assuage his loneliness, yet
afraid, staying within, isolating, not letting go.

Not wanting to go through another loss of true love
is understood, yet being aware of the fact that being
human means we need to love and be loved in turn.

There's nothing wrong with that, maybe he will realize
it also, in time as each individual has their own
time schedules when it comes to grief.