LOSS

I love my sister, Sigrid. I call her Susie. Her husband, Bob passed away a year and a half ago. Watching her have to endure this makes me sad for her. I have so many friends, both men and women who have gone through a similar situation. No less difficult, are those with partners dealing with Alzheimer’s.

With each experience, the process is a little different. How each person deals with loss is unique. I have absolutely no idea how I could face this with Pam or vice versa.

I just wanted to write this for Sig..because I love her so much.

TWO WINTERS

It’s hard right now
two chairs just me
an empty room
of memories
this crackling fire
outside the snow
these days and hours
I’m all alone

the emptiness
with no relief
brings tearful flood
of muttered grief
come thought of you
sweet tender past
young tinder roar
now greying ash

your hand once held
and warmth I felt
a set routine
we knew so well
now there will be
no summer fall
and spring seems oh
so long ago

this was the year
of earth and love
two winters here
one’s come and gone
the crusted ice
will flow and break
but you’re still gone
my heart still aches

now slowly falls
this heightened moon
for in good time
the flowers bloom
though pain subsides
it comes and goes
but life for me
no one can know

A poem by Greg Nelson
© 2021 by Poppie’s Hallel (BMI. Admin. by Amplified Administration)