How Could They All Be Gone?
Well, some were older than me, some lived life harder, many never got into recovery, and I could go on...
After It's Gone Challenge: Write an elegy poem that mourns a person, place, time, or idea that has been lost.
Okay, the photo above is a class in 1936. My class would have been in the 60s at that age. I do have a couple friends that are in there 90s now, that were alive in the 30s.
Loss of loved ones is sad
My mother-in-law was mad
when I stopped drinking
she wanted me to keep indulging
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She said, "I will buy you anything
you wish to drink," and then she would sing
"Pick me up on your way down."
She was drunk and I started to frown.
It felt like it was purposely for me
I wasn't the fun one I used to be.
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My sister-in-law smoked pot
and I thought
I could spend time there
but it wasn't to be as it was where
my lungs would take off
and I wouldn't cough
deep breaths only
it got lonely
When I couldn't be with people
I loved. It was that simple.
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That family of ten gone
all but one and I could go on
My first marriage and my favorite
family, all gone and so considerate
of me and mine. I miss them and
what could I do. Alcohol and drugs
got in the way. You can understand
how some can become thugs
~~
Friends during that time were drinkers too
That was the life I was living and my crew
My best friend from high school is gone
That was just plain wrong.
John's aunt who lived to be 103
said to me
"The worst thing about getting to my age
is that all your friends and close family
are going to go before you. You then disengage
to live on and to live happy."
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So much gratitude for all the loved ones in life
I wouldn't be the woman I am without some strife
I am so grateful for all of those loving me
And for the time they were present you see
I don't regret anything that was meant to be
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About the Creator
Denise E Lindquist
Retired, working part-time as a Native American culture consultant. I have an MSE, and an ABD. I write on Vocal, and Facebook. Poetry, non-fiction mostly, and working on fiction. Wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother.
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