Friday, August 1, 2014

Two Years


Caught my mind, several times today, as it wandered to a hospital room in NJ on a rainy Wednesday
as I waited for my father to die.
The talking, planning, napping, laughing hours as he slowly transitioned to the other side.
Was slready feeling tired and vulnerable,
 the memories and loss crack my heart open wider.

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