Have you ever sat close by as a loved one dies?
He opens his eyes and looks directly at you.
You want to grab that infinitesimally short moment
Before he dies,
Hold on to it tight.
Resist the tug of death
Straining to pull him over
Because once he crosses
You can never get him back.
It's not a mistake you can remedy
It's not an omission you can fill
It's not something you failed to notice
and now can correct.
No. It's absolute, cannot be rescued.
It is permanent, irretrievable
Definitely forever.
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Author:
nancy akbari (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I guess I wrote this poem when I learned that my husband had a lung condition called pulmonary fibrosis. It is a deteriorating condition which until recently led to death in 3-5 years. Because of a new medicine, I am happy to say my husband is in his sixth year and though needing oxygen 24/7 and feeling tired and weak a lot of times, he is still here, very much alive and able to still annoy the shit out of me. :)
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So happy to hear he is still with you 😁
Lovely piece!
Thanks for reading and your good wishes.
My adoptive mother passed from Alzheimer's Disease in 2008, and my sister and I held her hands as she passed. A very emotional moment to say the least. Glad you still have your husband there to annoy the shit out of you. That's just his way of saying that he loves you. ; )
Good piece and I can feel the tug at the heart . You don't reach old age without having experienced the loss of someone close. I have a few and your description is certainly knowing. Thanks for a great piece.
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