Katherine Braithwaite Poet Triolet

Little Words

The little  words invented as we loved
Now have no other  speaker but myself.
Lost, unique, the husband, once beloved,
These special  words  expressed   our married love.
In my  speech , these words no longer live
I  cannot  use those words, our loving  wealth.
The chosen  words  invented as we loved
Now have no other   listener but myself

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Darlene De Beaulieu November 20, 2018 at 12:56 PM Hello Katherine, sorry for your loss if he passed away. This poem is well done Have a nice day my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu November 20, 2018 at 5:30 PM So did my husband 2 years ago. In time you will feel better, how do i know I am a widow. Iam ready to meet someone now. have a nice evening my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu November 20, 2018 at 5:30 PM If you want to talk ,you can talk to me. Katherine Braithwaite November 20, 2018 at 1:15 PM Thank you ,Darlene.Yes he did pass away

Chris Green November 1, 2018 at 3:17 PM Sad but so well expressed sadness. Nicely done Katherine. Katherine Braithwaite November 1, 2018 at 3:43 PM It's these little things that are hard to get used to Chris.I will probably forget the words and nobody will know them.Thank you for reading my poem