Edythe V. Piccione

(Juno Beach, Florida, USA)

The Leaving

I shall not love again, as in my youth,
Nor find the comfort of our middle age,
Yet from Life's book is missing one last page.
And now I must confess I hid the truth.
I could not let them hear your laboured breath,
Nor let them see your anguish and your pain,
Nor let them see my tears that fell like rain,
Nor watch me, as inside I prayed for Death.
I cannot let my feelings go; to grieve.

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