Your last days.

Poetry

I wrote these words on Easter Monday evening while caring for my wife in Hospital.

My sun is setting slowly in the West

the skies are getting darker now,

the golden days of sunshine of our lives

are over now ,they were the best.

 

I’m sitting at your bedside all the time,

I cannot bear the thought of you alone,

I must be here to care for you,

What shall I do without you on my own?

 

Perhaps by chance you will get better dear,

perhaps a miracle will happen,who does know?

and then we’ll be together once again

setting each other’s hearts with love aglow.

 

E.W.Peters.    April 2017.

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jolen

It must be difficult to sit and watch someone you love be in the hospital. Your poem expresses your love for your wife and the uncertainty of waiting by the hospital bed very well.
blessings,
jolen

pommer

Thank you Jolen for your very lovely comment.Yes it was difficult.I had nursed other people through this stage of life, in my nursing career, but I was always able to go home after my shift. This time was so different in as much that I was with my wife for 24 hours for the last four weeks of her life., and that she was the person whom I had loved for seventy years..I shall always miss her. Thank you again Jolen. Best wishes
Peter.

pommer

Thank you Trevor for those heartfelt comments. It is good to realise that others then oneself understand what one’s feelings are in a situation like this. My whole world is shattered as the whole of us has now been cut in half..I know it is early yet since I lost the love of my life,but it is no consolation to hear some people say: Time is a great healer.,I know within myself that I shall never completely overcome my loss.Writing about it helps.Even simple rhymes, which can hardly be considered poetry..However,I shall carry on the way I know my dear… Read more »

stormwolf

You SHALL be together once again. Some may disagree but that is my own personal conviction.
Love conquers ALL… Even death,

take care
Alison xx

pommer

Thank you for reading my little piece,Yes, both Edna I firmly believed that one day we will be together again. Where and when, no one knows,but the thought of it gives us hope,and where would we all be without this little four letter word? Be lucky,
Peter xxx