November 3, 2016
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. This week’s theme is death, in honor of the transition from Halloween to
All Saints’ Day and then to All Souls’ Day, which is the Mexican Day of the
Dead.
Today’s poem is from a caregiver to the one he or she cared
for.
I welcome comments on my poems at
http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
I didn't get a chance to say goodbye
To you, to tell you that I loved you, to say
What now must be one long, unbroken cry
Of pain, now that at last you've gone away.
I cannot tell you what a joy it was
To be the one to tend you in your need.
The burden was a gift, for giving does
Not burden one who loves, though loving bleed.
I wish I could have been with you when you,
Perhaps aware, perhaps not, turned towards death
Alone, with no one there to wonder to,
To share your fear, your hand, your one last breath.
I wish, I wish, I wish . . . but it is done,
And now I must surrender what is gone.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I
chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/ididn3.html
. For more poems about death, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/deathpoems.html.
This week’s theme: Death.
October 31: In Memory of Those Who Died
November 1: Here’s a Little Ditty
November 2: I Am the Mirror of Our Love
November 3: I Didn’t Get a Chance to Say Goodbye