Patricia Leduc Poet Free verse

Today

Today…

Today my sister died…or maybe it was yesterday
I’m not really sure …how… why… or  when… it doesn’t matter now
If only I could talk to her again
I would let her know…
That If I knew that our brief encounter would be our last
I could have been kinder
The words flew thru out of my mouth
I wish I could take them back
Yes, maybe I could have been a better sister
You pushed me away so much
That I had no reason the stay
You were wicked… spiteful… and …mean…
But you were my sister
You never moved on with your life
You suffered from the day Daddy died
Never to love again…
Your high expectations were written in stone…
In your cold …broken… sad… heart
You never knew the love you so needed
You never got what you deserved
You asked so little of life
Yet should have gotten the world
Your life was not sprinkled with true happiness
You were loved...but only felt pain
Why I will never know…
You had so much love to give
But you never found peace..
In life and
Now death
I now wish you peace
I wish you love
I wish you were here with me again
(roll your eyes at me…I know you want to)
Love is for giving
Love is Forgiving
I wish that from you…
8/23/18

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Kishan Sharma September 4, 2018 at 8:10 PM Lovely feeling thanks for sharing Patricia Leduc September 4, 2018 at 10:48 PM Thank you. I wasn't sure about putting this out there because it has personal meanings ."Little Charlie" she was named after our father who died. She never got over the loss. I feel so much better now that I shared it.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 25, 2018 at 2:34 PM Lump in the throat heart wrenching read <3 hugs, mo Patricia Leduc September 4, 2018 at 10:44 PM I don't think I got the link..could you please send it to me.. Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 25, 2018 at 2:57 PM I understand completely. Amen for poetry for that. I too have benefitted from the cathartic practice of writing and thank the soup for reigniting my muse after a too long dormancy. Brings to mind a poem I love that I revisited just today, will soup mail it to you :) Patricia Leduc August 25, 2018 at 2:42 PM The only way I could live with the loss was to write this poem. It felt good to get the words out of mind..