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Despite Covid-19

Rating: 5.0
A Tanka Prose

No one could stop 90-year-old Sam from seeing his dying wife, Jo, one final time. His eyes were fixed on her pale face for hours, their fingers interlocked. The virus claimed her life one day after his visit. And a week later, Sam followed her into everlasting rest.

Surrounded by jostling reporters and photographers, Sam's eldest son tried hard to answer a reporter's question in a steady voice, Your mother is my love. I don't regret it for one second. I say... I say goodbye and hold her hands for one more time. These... these are my father's last words.

another dot
added to the heat map
of covid-19...
I remember last summer
the blue expanse in her eyes
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Saturday, April 17, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: virus,disaster,illness,death,relationship
Kevin Patrick 17 April 2021
A beautful styles of prose mixed with poetry, the story is compelling because it is so true. What covid has taught us about death is how to live life. Wonderful work!
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LeeAnn Azzopardi 17 April 2021
This poem has put in a sad state but it's a wonderful one Bravo! Bravo!
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