When Sorrow Comes to Call
Sorrow finds me in this hollow room
Where she perished
Where my frail sister gave her final review
Makeshift hospital, awkward bedroom
The dated room, green with tattered
Wallpaper torn at sorrow’s edge
Surrendered bedroom, abandoned walls
Sweltering as midmornings heat saunters about
Her descent into new beginnings bringing no consolation
Solace lay absent from the tired wood floor
Where time stopped and held its breath
Transfixed on her sister’s lifeless life
What couldn’t in this time be undone
Unable to swap sorrow for her sister’s triumphant release
She wept a well of tears
Laid down hoping tomorrow could find
A new way of singing what couldn’t be unsung
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Author:
Katie B. (
Online) - Published: December 5th, 2025 05:21
- Comment from author about the poem: A woman cares for her sister that dies in her home.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Beautiful in its sorrow, poetic in its stark reality. Life turned to death. A lovely write of loss. So well done
Thank you for your kind and generous words, they are greatly appreciated.
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