Where are all the mourners
who said they were my friends
the girls who cried when we split up
had no tears in the end
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But how do you know it will be that way? I often think about that. At one time, I was somewhat disturbed by the thought - not knowing who will come. But then, I realized that there is no alternative for 'what is', so I quit thinking about it.
A stark and heart-rending (and eloquent) poem. The last line contains hope.
Praise for your eloquent write. I can hear the sad music playing in this one, Charles. Hope for a better tomorrow. Kindest regards, Sandra
I love the way you go through each person, more as a statement than a question. At the end of life we only need the people around us who showed their feeling of love. Best wishes, John
excellent Charles. i feel the only ones you want back in the end, are the ones who adored you right from the start- no questions asked. thank you for your writings, i have been reading them tonight, i am new here, new to the craft, & i am enjoying it beyond words. with love, Susan.
Don't think you'll ever have to worry about that, Charlie. You have many admirers and your funeral will be a huge celebration! Just don't go partying yet............Would hate to lose you. Linda
alone in life and alone in death. Alone with oneself... great poem