The Bond

Up again descending into darkened hallway (night light, moon) The same darkness shadow memories Down into the call I do what is needed with my son give him the patience that creates the bond... I'm a sleep seeker searching for my night boat where is the wind for my sails? Navigating my way though this nebulous night... No compass no stars to guide me... Midnight hour passes slowly... Minutes tick by minute after minute... 30 x nights x 7 x 6 (insomnia) x 5 back to 7 (sobbing) 1 not very often (malaise) = comforting words = a needed hug again... ~ ~ ~

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Eileen Manassian

Date: 10/15/2014 5:26:00 AM

I'm so sorry to read this, Ken. I didn't know you were married. The death of a partner is devastating. It's so hard on the children. I'm moved by your write. Sending you hugs

Ken Carroll
Date: 10/15/2014 6:00:00 AM

Your visits are always appreciated Eileen!

Nette Onclaud

Date: 10/14/2014 3:09:00 PM

i feel with you, ken... this is so personal and utterly heartfelt write with unusually poignant expressions using numerical references... a comforting beauty, indeed!.. huggs

Ken Carroll
Date: 10/14/2014 3:17:00 PM

Always appreciated Nette!

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 10/14/2014 1:38:00 PM

- Time is the only comfort at the loss of a mother and a lovely wife - comforting words and needed a lots of huggs !!!! - She will always be in your hearts - A touching and real poem,Ken ! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Ken Carroll
Date: 10/14/2014 3:17:00 PM

Thank you Anne for visiting today!

Liam Mcdaid

Date: 10/14/2014 1:15:00 PM

huggs dear friend i know exactly how you feel on this one buddy bless you ken pal

Ken Carroll
Date: 10/14/2014 3:17:00 PM

Thank you Liam old pal..It was a pleasure chatting with you over the phone!