Lonely

Last year I never thought this time would come
when you slipped into the other room.
Lots of things left unsaid
The lost mins hours mths I cannot imagine. Never knew the person that sat in that chair .
The rough moments the hopelessness
of the pandemic
the last moments were stolen
Don't suppose I'll ever recover
What I really want to write about is brokenness

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

So filled with grief and emptiness is this short poem. It is raw. I hope with time your grief softens. Sending my sincere condolences on your sad loss Rosalind.

Chris

[John the Baptist]

Grief pervades this one. These last few years have dealt many such blows, but this offering conveys the pain with a deeply moving economy of words. May you come to terms with this loss as much as possible.

[ROSALIND]

Much appreciated John 😘

[willweb]

The pandemic took many from us and left many without even the chance to say goodbye. I cannot even imagine what that feels like. This poem touched my heart.

[ROSALIND]

Thankyou for your review willweb much appreciated.🙂

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Rosalind. A poem bleeding with sadness. You allowed the reader to feel your lost and your sadness. Brokenness is the old man poetry. I do the old man poetry now. Powerful and worthwhile poetry shared my dear friend.
Coyote

[ROSALIND]

Thankyou for your review
Thankyou for feeling my pain bless you my dear friend

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Rosalind.