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If I Didn't Love You So Much
by Jane E PearceThe dawns intrude
on my need to shut
out the lonely days ahead-
oh, sleep be my anesthesia!!
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Hands on the clock
force me out of the bed
that used to hold us both-
your side-empty-looks still made.
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Food has no taste eaten alone,
the fork echoes on the plate
when I am done. Someday the hours
will be less stressed so they say,
but the void seems to stay.
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Oh, my husband, perhaps if I
hadn't loved you so much,
it would be easier when
you passed away.
07/11/2009 Author's Note: Hack died March 8 and it seems to still be difficult. I guess after 57 years, it would. Jane
Posted on 07/12/2009
Copyright © 2025 Jane E Pearce
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maude Curtis on 07/12/09 at 05:03 PM My heart goes out to you in your sorrow. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 07/12/09 at 11:13 PM You've expressed your sense of loss so sincerely and lovingly. Grieving is not pleasant but time does heal! Thank the Lord. You are in my thoughts and prayers. |
| Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 07/14/09 at 03:49 AM I was touched by this poem. I am so sorry for your loss, Jane. |
| Posted by Christel Crews on 07/16/09 at 02:47 PM thank you for sharing this with us. my thoughts are with you today. |
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