|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by JD Clay on 07/11/06 at 03:00 AM|
This is a true to form realism that plagues many families. Your account is an emotionally charged piece and resonates well beyond the poem itself. Good stuff, Anne.
|Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 07/15/06 at 04:31 AM|
Hi Ann. Wonderful tribute. Your final stanza is a terrific close. Well done. IMHO!
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/15/06 at 08:21 PM|
"Life, what is it, but a fine line between here and there" - this is a fine, fine write about what strokes can do. Very touching. "With the tick of a clock, and the strike of a stroke" - excellent description of the instant life changes for everyone in this person's life.
|Posted by Charles E Minshall on 07/16/06 at 12:00 AM|
Sad time of life Anne. Well done telling about it...Charlie
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/16/06 at 01:22 PM|
Hard hitting reality check that in its clear expression reminds others like myself of what has occured and lies ahead for our own similarly striken loved ones. My father has suffered mini-strokes, and although still coherent, can no longer drive, talks with a slur, and has trouble walking.
|Posted by Charles M Harrison on 08/04/06 at 09:59 AM|
I can't imagine how difficult this would be. To see only the shell each day of someone you hold so dear. Blessings to you and yours.
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/29/09 at 09:14 PM|
I'm glad to see this as POTD!