Just a hint in the air, a mere whiff of scent
Reminds me of her perfume, her skin, her hair
Jasmine, rose, sunshine, honeysuckle, silk
Betrayed I am by eager eyes seeking that not there
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Once more I settle, a sigh loosing transitory hope
She has moved on to another state of being
Fingers return to knotted strands of rope
Executioners knot tied without seeing
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As I looped the length over a beam
Placed the circle about my neck
Pulled taut the slip knot
My feet shifted from the deck
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Sudden drop, sudden stop
How am I not falling, dying?
Ghostly, translucent arms wrap my legs
Is that her I hear crying?
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As my Dad ran in and grabbed me
I felt her grasp slip away
In my ear a silent whisper
“Please Live. Love again” I heard her say
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As I cried in my father’s arms
A last silken touch on my cheek
Red rimmed eyes searched for her
But I knew I would not find what I seek
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Still, today, I feel much better
As I told my psych doctor in session
No more attempts at suicide
My love taught me a final lesson
About the Creator
Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald was a 911 dispatcher for 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
Never mind. I give up.
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