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by Chris Sorrenti

      for Christine A

I wait impatiently for the mail
You for your hair to grow back in

I shop for Christmas presents
You for strength to hide the fear

I rage that you missed my party
You worry how you'll explain to me

And now that you have
Why am I the one who feels helpless?

While I plan my life out in meticulous order
You thank God each day you're still alive

I complain of sore back and head
You wish for the days that's all you had

I read statistics in the newspaper
You contemplate being one

And while all this goes on we pray together
Now that it's beaten it never returns

© 1992

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Author's Note: Published in Free Verse Anthology (editor rob mcclennan), Ottawa, Canada (1993).

Posted on 06/24/2006
Copyright © 2018 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Christel Crews on 06/25/06 at 02:30 AM

two lives coming together.. merging, and when that occurs, you can not go back but continue on walking two separate roads that run side-by-side

Posted by Katerina T Nix on 06/25/06 at 01:43 PM

Very moving piece, Chris. Well done

Posted by Mara Meade on 06/25/06 at 09:02 PM

Incredible justapositions. One full of life, waiting for the details... one glad to have life itself. The beauty, to me, is how the one that is FULL recognizes the difference and holds the hand of the other... with love, not pity. This poem is very loving, very empathetic. Great write, Chris.

Posted by Christina Bruno on 06/26/06 at 04:27 AM

a moving piece. we take it all for granted, beautiful.

Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 06/26/06 at 05:17 AM

i have heard that life is waiting for the rehearsal to come to an end so we can all stop messing up. this poem is a fine breath of fresh air for the simple fact that it's concise and contrasting. you can feel two characters disagreeing, but okay with it. time is time...one of the most interesting things on the planet. if we are waiting, are we fully living? tough question...great write chris. congrats on this piece for sure!

Posted by David R Spellman on 06/27/06 at 01:01 AM

Chris - sometimes we get so wrapped up in ourselves that we forget how blessed we might be. There but for the grace of God... A very thoughtful, introspective and touching piece. Great stuff!

Posted by Jean Mollett on 06/27/06 at 03:10 PM

Hi Chris, This is a very moving piece of work, caring, and true love. For you both to go thru fighting something, praying that it never comes back. Some men will leave his love and some women do the same. But, to stay is more important to the person it's happening to. For support, strenght and showing your love, that means a great deal to most poeple. Your one of a kind, your a keeper. Yes, it wasn't easy. Bless you. Yes, we pray it will never return.

Posted by Jean Mollett on 06/27/06 at 03:12 PM

Never take each other for granted. Like Davis said. We need to count our blessings.

Posted by Jean Mollett on 06/27/06 at 03:13 PM

That's David, oops hit the wrong key. Sorry. There should be away to make a correction if needed.

Posted by Junemarie Roldan on 06/29/06 at 11:51 PM

You can never go back, is perhaps the saddest part of life, That many of us find hard to accept.

Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 07/01/06 at 09:18 PM

Finely expressed...hard to express ...heart stopping moments...I know of these...and understand the depth beneath the couplets' pain...

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 07/02/06 at 12:25 PM

This reminds me of the children at The Childrens Bereavement Center here; their concerns are so much deeper than can be expressed...while they listen to the pitfalls of visitors who survived being in the traffic to get to the building.

They are waiting, too...

Posted by Jared Fladeland on 07/03/06 at 07:15 PM

the juxtaposition of those too consumed by trying to live right, and those simply trying to live is painful. It makes me hate life, while at the same time, i want to bask in it. a poem like this should make people go out and say I love you to all those people they've forgotten about. I really liked this poem.

Posted by Maureen Glaude on 07/05/06 at 03:34 PM

Good to see this one again, I remember it well, and it's refreshed again, memories and text still speaking very closely to me. As a matter of fact, sadly we have yet another cancer wake for a good friend to attend today, and his brother-in-law still in the fight himself.

Posted by Nancy Ames on 03/08/08 at 08:03 PM

As writers we are always balancing on the edge of observation and involvement, hopefully doing both. It's hard but it's worth it and you have certainly described the dilemma very skilfully here with structure that makes the point and a deeply sympathetic message.

Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/20/09 at 04:12 PM

This is a wonderful piece- Very moving! great read and write!

Posted by Glenn Currier on 10/04/09 at 04:52 PM

Oh, the pain in this and the self-awareness, honesty, and humility! I appreciate you and the evolving of you - so well expressed in this dramatic and powerful poem. I am glad it showed up in the "Random Poems" section and I happened to catch it as I was about to leave the site and just moments before it was removed. When I logged back in to comment, it was already gone... so I had the opportunity to search all of your folders for it. That helped me get a sense of the sheer magnitude of your work. Thanks Chris.

Posted by Doreen Cavazza on 05/23/11 at 04:35 PM

Wow. This is beautiful. You've written about something so harsh and feared in such a melodious way. Nice.

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