fifty years married...
a half century as one.
he sat by her bed,
holding her limp hand....
alzheimer's, and a bad heart,
eyes that didnt know him,
anymore!
he pulled the tubes from
her nose, from her mouth,
from her arms....
and whispered into her ear...
'go, be free...
i wont be long...'
true love pays the cost!
Stunning write Eric. The power f true poetship is to instill emotion. My tears still rolling with this charged piece of prose. Best Regards Friend. Peace. Craig.
You truly are a remarkable poet. You expressed this so eloquently. A Romeo and Juliet moment if ever there was one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes sir Eric....I can see it and feel it and be right beside her ready to go with her... You nailed it my friend........another beauty Jim Troy