Marty Owens Poet Free verse

Turning Resentment Around

I remember on the plane how bitter I felt.
Looking around seeing all the drinking, partying, and people having fun.
Why couldn't I have fun anymore?
My sweet little wife sat beside me on the plane,
and was so sick from Chemo that she couldn't think well.
Once back at the airport, she needed to use the restroom.
I had no one with me to help her, so she had to go alone.
I waited for what seemed an eternity and finally she appeared.
She had just forgotten where she was, but I guess the Lord
finally put in her mind to come out and find me.
I sat her down and told her to stay until I retrieved the car.
A few minutes later we were on our way home.
This was the first of October and little did we know
that we only had 10 days to be together.
I questioned all of this sickness but realize by having
known her and seeing how she fought the battle, that
she gave me inspiration to go on even through these 
bouts of bitterness and resentment.  She kept going
until the end of her days.  Even played the organ in 
church a week before she passed.  Even though I miss
her greatly, I'm a better person from having gone 
through these trials with her.

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Audrey Haick April 5, 2010 at 10:14 PM My dear Marty, I am so sorry for your loss of someone so dear to you...we never know when our journey here ends, but we do know that God never leaves us alone...and we thank him for memories that linger....Peace, Audrey P.S. Thank you for the comments on my poems..

Mitch White April 3, 2010 at 11:21 PM Bless her soul, so touching- thanks for sharing Marty

Carrie Richards April 2, 2010 at 8:37 AM Brings memories of the last days of both of my parents,the resilence they seemed to have even at the very last. And the feelings I felt..almost bitter anger that the rest of the world seemed to be going on, having fun, while we were in this period of dispair. I was too young to understand, it is the way of the world...life, death, pain, joy, sadness..it goes on and on..regardless of one individual.This heart-wrenching personal poem touched me deeply,and I feel the pain you felt.Love, Carrie

Linda-Marie Sweetheart April 2, 2010 at 6:20 AM How very touching Marty and so sad but such a role model both she and u are and will be always with your deeply touching account ... struggles make us stronger ..its hard to understand why though.. I went through this with my Mom and so many beautiful memories linger still as my poetry has reflected in writes to tribute her.. so enjoy those special membories cause her spirit is always with u ..my friend..luv.. "Sweetheart"

Carolyn Devonshire April 1, 2010 at 10:21 PM Your wife's struggle with cancer WAS an inspiration to you, Marty, and I admire the way you stood by her "through these trials." Bless you, Carolyn