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By Penny Baldwin
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ADD TO MY FAVORITES
Sunshine
Beaming
Through
The lace curtains
It wasn’t enough
To
Lift my thoughts
My emotions
I reached out
My hand
On the table
The clock
I picked up
The date
The seventh
Of the seventh
The time
7am
This date
Always came
Every day
Every morning
The same
Hopes
Dreams
That one-day
He might
He just might
Come back
Memories
Come
Flooding
Back
Thoughts of
Toast
Lying there on the table
For days
After the shock
Of seeing
The news
That day
The numbness
The pain
The heartache
Again
My thoughts
Turn
To the wreckage
Burned out
Then
Watching the screen
I stood
Transfixed
As the camera
Shooting the scene
Upon a photo
Is fixed
Lying
It was
Halfway down
The road
To my horror
Straightaway
I recognised
The face
Those eyes
That nose
Although partially burned
In tatters
From
The explosion
Collapsing
On the floor
Tears
Rolling
Cries
Of pain
Wracking
Through me
I have to face it
Have to open the letter
Holding on to the bed
The words
Running
Through my head
We are sorry to say
We recognised
Your husband
To be
One of the victims
By his passport photo
There is no other way
Of confirming
There is no other way
We are sorry to say
I know
What to do
I will have to
Pick up
The pieces
I will have to
Pick up
The charred remains
Of my life
Now I know
He is not coming back
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what a poem.
Pauly