His last day.
The wait, the false hope
Chatting to relatives
Wasting my words
Holding my calm
Watching
Wishing for privacy
Not getting time alone
Too much talking
Closeting emotions
Being his rock

First day of widowhood.
Gaping void
Shock, emptiness
Loud silence
Too much to think about
Too much fog in my brain
Heart crushing ache
Crashing reality
Vacant recliner
Profound loneliness
Pictures of memories

by Diane E. Dockum
©April 10, 2022