5.30PM

by Jenni Marie   Aug 29, 2015


{12 months. 365 days
8,760 hours. 31,536,000 seconds.}

...Since you passed away.

I remember every moment;
wheezing breaths, unseeing eyes.
Wondering if you were aware
of exchanges yet unable
to reciprocate.

Uncertain if you could hear
when we told you how much
we loved you.

Praying that you weren't
afraid; that you didn't
know you had

-only minutes left.

Hoping that you weren't in
pain, that you weren't scared.

{12 months. 365 days
8,760 hours. 31,536,000 seconds.}

Since you were
torn away.

Since you left a hole in
so many hearts;
since cancer claimed
you as her own.

I miss you.
I love you.

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  • 1 year ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    Your poem is so sad Jenni, but reflects what many of us go through when our nearest and dearest move onto the next world and life.
    My sister died of cancer, and like you perhaps, I was there at her bedside as she passed over.
    I'm certain that they do hear us and our thoughts at such difficult times, and your poem beautifully reflects the emotions that one feels at these sad times.
    Well penned Jenni, a great piece of work!

  • 2 years ago

    by Koan

    Deeply touching write.. It made remember when I got the mail hat my Father past away ~deep sigh~

  • 2 years ago

    by Britt

    My heart aches for the grief I feel with every word. Praying you're able to get through this hard time. They say time makes grief easier, but as someone who has grieved, I don't agree. <3 Loves to you.

  • 2 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    A heart breaking and thoroughly well written and clever piece, Jenni. Well done and take care,
    Ben