Nola Perez Poet Free verse

Corinne and Me

As we sat in his hospital room,
watching "The Young & Restless", waiting 
for the doctor of no good news,
"Corinne and me," he said, "We're 
the old and useless." Then he wept to think 
in the caregiver home, she'd be 
asking "Where is George?"

He wouldn't leave her, ever, and 
so he didn't.  Later, at home, down by 
the garage, affairs in order, one bullet 
for her; another for him, real quick, 
so she wouldn't have time to wonder
"Where is George?

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Andrea Dietrich January 10, 2011 at 4:35 PM a most interesting write, Nola. Sad and true. Luv, Andrea

Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway December 7, 2010 at 9:14 AM Hi Nola, This is an all to familiar story; if it is true I'm sorry for your loss... Well written. Lay

Carolyn Devonshire December 7, 2010 at 8:52 AM Oh my, this is so compelling, Nola. Daver Austin had told me of your talent and I was pleased to find you had posted a new poem today. After a long and happy life together, the story behind this write is not surprising to me. In fact, there was a similar event some years ago in Florida. Now my elderly stepmother is in a home asking where my father is. He died in January 2009 and she lost it. Excellent poem for my favorites. Thank you for sharing it. Best wishes, Carolyn