Eve Roper Poet Rhyme

If Only You Knew, My Dear

If only you knew, my dear, how ill you were. 

   Rather, face reality you'd start a war. 

     You'd become impatient and fiery before 

       The doctors and nurses could care for my hubby. 


I'd worried so. You could always handle me. 

  You couldn't bear to stay away when holidays 

    Rolled around whiles in their care; you'd runaway. 

      Nothing could keep you away from your family. 


You thought you were cured and through, yet it reoccurred.

  If only you knew, my dear, how ill you were.


8/27/2019

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Anne-Lise Andresen August 28, 2019 at 12:09 PM - Basically I think they know, Eve ... but, trying to avoid those thoughts ... - A touching and lovely writing :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Chris Green August 27, 2019 at 7:26 AM Sad, very sad Eve. Some know but refuse to accept the fact. My father was like that.