Poetry
Related: About this forumLast one for today..... (I write A LOT!)
Two years and then two days ago
It all came crashing down
Phone in hand, slid to the floor
Tried to hide my breakdown
I recall the smell of burning wood
The crisp chill in the air
Memories of better days
Surrounded me everywhere
So I went walking
Looked up at the blue sky
Breathed in November air
And watched the geese fly by
The kaleidoscope of foliage
Rainbow colors of the trees
Brought me to my knees
Crushed me into pieces
And then broke the last of me
Its two years now in the past
Before long it will be three
To put the day away to pray
On our anniversary
The wind whips through the branches
Where the leaves fall down like rain
And I walk again down our old path
To try to freeze the pain
Now Im hiding from my thoughts
From Novembers darkest skies
I see my breath near winters edge
And all that it implies
The kaleidoscope of foliage
Rainbow colors of the trees
Are browned from death and crunching
With white edges from a freeze
Youd think that Id be stronger now
Its been years and months and days
But somehow that November chill
Still seeps right in with waves
The naked branches of the season
Still bring me to my knees
Crush me into tiny pieces
That once had made up me
I heard the news of that phone call
Then slid right down the wall
Two years and just two days ago
When autumn became fall
I crawl away from autumn but
Each year I cant foresee
Is it the present or the past
That broke the last of me.
Karadeniz
(23,423 posts)Tucker08087
(621 posts)It is one of my personal favorites.
I lost both of my husbands. This was written two years and two days after the death of the first. But I think it can apply to different kinds of sudden and heartbreaking loss. 💕