She Was Gone

July 10, 2009
By EmJane BRONZE, Quinter, Kansas
EmJane BRONZE, Quinter, Kansas
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He looked at the memories piled in his heart as he stood on the frosty ground.
He looked as she lay below him, her heart of gold gone cold.
The epitaphs surrounding him seemed to watch his every move.
He saw her in the kitchen baking food for Thanksgiving day.
That wonderful morning after their wedding.
Their baby girl in the hospital nursery, smiling up at them.
The salty flavored water falling down his face thouched his lips like vinegar, bitter to the taste. He moved hsi rough calloused hands up and down her cheek, then closed the maple vineared casket, turned, and walked away.
He gently picked up his little two year old girl adn snuggled her against his chest.
"Where's Mama?" was all she asked.
The young girl sobbed as they drove hime and walked into the house.
As he went down the stairs he saw his wife folding clothes like always.
He closed his eyes and opened them again.
She was gone, it was only in his mind, only in his mind she lived, but to the world -
She was gone.

The author's comments:
when my grandpa died I felt such anger and sadness, but two years later I wondered how it would feel to lose a spouse like my grandma had. The man in this poem loses his young wife, it could have been to any number of things, and is left with raising a young girl. He is also left to deal with the thought that he is the only one that really remembers anyhting about her.

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on Mar. 15 2010 at 5:01 pm
secrets_of_silence GOLD, Gisborne, Other
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Favorite Quote:
life had i loved the more
had it but passed away
as quietly as the day
ebbs from the darkening star.

-emanuel litvinoff

awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww i love this its so true

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