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If You Must
by Joe CramerAn older couple sat near me,
I glanced in amazement
As they held hands,
Whispered in such hushed tones.
A tear fell from his eye,
She brushed it, tenderly
With the back of her hand.
I thought I might understand
The depth of their love.
I thought I would listen,
Eavesdrop, if you must.
So I heard a word, or two,
Carefully listening
To what was shared bewteen them.
They were planning their deaths,
Tombstones, with cremations and such,
And how they would commit suicide. 06/03/2009 Author's Note: ... while sitting in the library recently.....
Posted on 06/03/2009
Copyright © 2026 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 06/09/09 at 02:06 PM So sad... I wonder why, since they still together and obviously cared so much about each other. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/13/09 at 05:07 PM Such a beautiful experience...poem, and such a tragic ending equally applied. |
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