forgive me

I’m not telling you anything you don’t already know when I say it’s hard to watch a loved one die.  I wrote a poem about some of my thoughts after my father’s death.  It’s different from what I usually write.  Here are some snippets from “forgive me”:

you asked was there anything I needed to talk about

before you left

when I was a kid

I waited for you to come home

one time you were gone so long

I forgot what you looked like

I felt alone in that hospital room and you were asleep

I couldn’t ask you to forgive me when I pushed

your morphine button

twenty-one guns sing in your garden

Taps sound

red blood blossoms stain the ground

scattered like lonely regrets

© 17 July 2018

Cindy B. Stevens

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