In Sickness and In Health
am not going to talk about it!!”
Was the last thing that he said,
He shouted it so all could hear
The noise so loud it could wake the dead
I told myself I would not to cry
There was no need for a tear
No telling how much he had to drink
But I am sure it was more than one beer
Oh, it isn’t always this way
We love each other dearly
Then I noticed that he had changed
Yes, I could see it clearly
Today I asked him what was wrong
But he refused to say one thing
I told him he should talk to me
Just think of the peace it could bring
But then I saw the letter
I couldn’t believe the words I read
The diagnosis could not be wrong
It said my husband would soon be dead
It was then I felt the tears come
I had to go and find him
No wonder he was so upset
Life had just turned completely grim
He needs to know I will never leave him
He has to know how much I care
I vowed in sickness and in health
That I would always be there
Connie Moore
2/10/14
Copyright © Connie Moore | Year Posted 2014
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