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Thanksgiving ---Sad

Since February
When doctors removed his legs
He has not been home.
Coming home for Thanksgiving
Phone rings-- "Stan died in his sleep".

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Jack Horne

January 23, 2014 at 3:39 PM

such a sad write, Joyce. Hope you are having a good week, my friend xx

Poet Destroyer A

January 3, 2014 at 9:08 PM

This is very sad Joyce, hoping you are well... Linda

Debbie Guzzi

December 20, 2013 at 6:55 PM

It's that time of life for so many, my sympathies Light & Love

Richard Lamoureux

December 20, 2013 at 8:56 AM

A well deserved win Joyce. Thank you for revealing such an intimate part of your spirit. I also wish to send you a Christmas hug.

Jack Horne

December 14, 2013 at 5:06 PM

so glad to see this sad but powerful write was a winner, Joyce. Hope you're having a great weekend x

John Loving Iii

December 13, 2013 at 1:12 PM

very sad. i'm sorry. but look on the bright sideheaven heals all wounds.i'd rather be there too.

Donna Jones

December 12, 2013 at 5:03 PM

Oh this nearly brought a tear Joyce...congratulations on your win...

Andrea Dietrich

December 12, 2013 at 3:59 PM

Joyce, I was very curious if this was a person in your life. As I read it, it seemed like something very personal and real. Is it fictional? or was it a family member? Sad one. Congrats in my contest.