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The Pain of a Young Widow

The pain of a young widow.... Her husband has just died and she can still smell his cologne She can still remember the last words his beautiful lips spoke "I love you.." She cries and cries Shes upset with herself... Shes upset with God.. And shes upset with everyone who has happiness... Shes upset with her friends geting over his death so quickly She thinks"why'd he have to leave me"... She stays home and looks at the window hoping that it was all a dream That her new husband would come home with flowers and joy..... As she sits she neglects everything..... Her health...... She neglects her baby... Her baby gets taken away.. She justs waves through the windows at the trees imagining and hoping.... She sits and waits...until shes tired of waiting... She goes back to life thinking that she still has everything,.... The widow lost everything she wasn't young anymore..... The pain of what used to be a young widow...

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Date: 1/27/2012 8:01:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning Petruce. This week has flown by. I hope you enjoy your weekend and find the inspiration to write some more during this time. Love, Carol
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