Plans

benchThey made plans for the holiday
So they would not be alone
Their respective children far away
Each left alone, they turned to their common bond
Of husbands long since gone
Of phone calls and lunches
Of shopping trips and excuses
Of growing older
 
Then one passes
A month before the plan was to be engaged
And the one, who was already bereaving,
Bereaves anew, alone
And there is no communication
And there is no plan, anymore
 
What does she think, on this day?
What is she feeling deep inside?
What is the sorrow she is feeling…
For herself, her friend, both?
 
They made plans for the holiday
So they would not be alone
 
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This is another piece from Tale Spinning that was written before beginning this blog.

 
 
 
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About StuHN

I am a creative individual with many areas of passion: Professional Storyteller; NYS Certified Drama Specialist/Educator; Professional Development Coordinator & Facilitator; Workshop Leader; sometime Puppeteer; Playwright; Director; Performer; Teaching Artist; and sometimes more.

Posted on March 10, 2013, in Caring, counseling, Despair, Friends, Grief, Loneliness, Mindfulness and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. cool poem, thanks for sharing this!

  2. So sad, but beautifully written . . .

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