Barbara Campbell Poet Rhyme

No More

Married fortieth year, now alone in despair. Home after an argument, sees his wife on the floor, breathing no more. Drops flowers brought. He is an old fool, his first thought. Feels undeserving, with sorrow, fear, and guilt; a culmination without vindication."I'm sorry. I love you,” can be said no more. Calls 911, then he drops to the floor.

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Robert Nehls September 22, 2015 at 7:28 AM Hi Barbara. This is an intense and interesting write. I wonder how often this really does happen. In the heat of rage there are many that cannot control their actions and end up like this old fool that no longer has the opportunity to apologize. Sad but rings with the dull bell of truth.... Robert Barbara Campbell September 22, 2015 at 4:04 PM Robert, Thanks for your positive support. I would guess it does happen. Barbara