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Her Voice Low

After she was told,
the room got cold,
there was a long moment of silence,
and then she slowly rose,
holding the edge of her chair,
for support,
holding back tears,
fighting the fears,
it was a good thing the chair was there,
otherwise she would unquestionably have fallen over,
she could barely get a word out,
but God knew she wanted to shout,
then there was a calm,
then she spoke,
her voice low,
and seemed to come everywhere at once,
finally, she cried,
and the news that her son died,
crushed her deep inside.

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  1. Date: 3/21/2009 11:16:00 AM
    Thank you.

  1. Date: 3/21/2009 9:30:00 AM
    So tragic... this is heartbraking but beautifully written. You express well the emotions and actions of any mother that would lose a child. Peace, Love and Light be with you and yours always. Smiles from Lolita

  1. Date: 3/20/2009 2:52:00 PM
    Oh, Frank, I can't even imagine how it feels to lose a child. You brought tears to my eyes. Your description of the mother's reaction is so vivid!

  1. Date: 3/20/2009 2:07:00 PM
    Frank, you have captured these emotions perfectly with your deeply moving words. So sad but so well written. Excellent work! Thank you for your kind words! Love, Robin

  1. Date: 3/20/2009 12:02:00 PM
    Frank, oh man, this one is just rippin' my heart out, and won't shake off, great poem, Jim

  1. Date: 3/20/2009 11:00:00 AM
    A parent's worst fear, a forever longing and misery that cannot be escaped. Excuse me but if I get a vote Id rather go back to Tales From the Crypt sunshine

  1. Date: 3/20/2009 10:45:00 AM
    Frankie brother, you know how to make my heart pen these writes and they drag every ounce of emotion out of the clarity of your work..well done.