Promises To Keep

Promise to Keep

He Said, “You Have to Promise Me.”
So I Promised upon My Life
If I Lived Long Enough to Go Home,
I’d Be the One to Tell His Wife.

His Heart Stopped as I Said Those Words,
And I Held Him Close and Cried.
He Looked So Young and Peaceful,
Dear God, He Shouldn’t Have Died.

I Went Home Shortly after That,
With this Promise I Intended to Keep.
I Had to Tell His Wife
Knowing How She Would Weep.

I Knocked on the Door of Her House,
My Heart Beating with Dread.
How Do You Tell Someone,
That Her Husband Is Dead?

She Took One Look at Me ,
And Stopped Dead in Her Tracks.
“You Don’t Have to Tell Me,” She Said,
“I Know He Won’t Be Coming Back.

He Came to Me in a Dream,
To Say a Final Goodbye,
I’ve Known He Was Gone since Then.
He Knew He Was Going to Die.

Connie Moore
11/2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Matose Avatar
November 14, 2013 at 11:35 AM
Ah! You write about real life Connie. That makes your poetry unique. Conceived in a simple way and constructed with a lot of poetic skill. Thanks for sharing this one. Friend, JM
Moore Avatar
November 14, 2013 at 12:57 PM
Thank you so much. Your input always encourages me. CM
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