Suddenly,

the life I created is gone..with no notice.

Pain the only reality.

a hand that won't move,

a husband who didn't choose this

the sound of the emptiness grows louder

 deafening  as the months fly by..

the world goes on.

the phone never rings

What does one say, when there is no end?

the very thought

 an invasion to the hopes and dreams,

of the everyday world.

Death becomes something to look forward too...

knowing that the tank is almost empty-

how can I do this without causing more pain?

The world continues as if all is the same-

except for the one in her room who can't listen anymore,

can't clean, can't stay up, can't sleep, can't drive, can't feel love, can't can't can't,,,,

I think I can

I think I can

I think I can said the little train.

Children laugh, dance and play....

music lifts the soul

Did you know, the light changes with each season?

I can see,

saturate myself with so much beauty

love

peace

water

sun

nature...that I can forget.

until the darkness comes again.

I live each moment, each movement

 Finally, I am truly alive.

I think I will.