Daily Long Passionate Goodbye
Other wives watched Shirley kiss her husband good-bye.
Every Monday through Friday at the train station.
As if it was going to be the last good-bye.
They could not understand it, not knowing the full story.
One day Shirley and her man stopped coming to the train.
Was he no longer going to work? Was he on vacation?
He had passed from colon cancer, they discovered later.
Better understanding now those long passionate goodbyes.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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