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Terry Collett May 2014
Aba would
have been there
Ole
had he known

would not
have left you so
facing death alone
that first time

bedded in that
hospital ward
that late evening

had they drawn
the curtains by then
Ole?

Was it still dull
that end
despite the light?

Who found you
and were they
there in time
that first time around?

Did you murmur
make moan
make sound?

Aba would
have given his life
for yours any day
given his limbs
his eyes
his speech
but too late
he didn't know
until they phoned
when they managed
to reach

remember Ole
you are loved
not forgotten

Aba and family
made it
the second time
around
but you
were comatosed
and made no sign
or sound.
CONVERSATION WITH A DEAD SON.
i Mar 2014
blink once
you have everything you need,
blink twice
the person you love
the most is next to you,
blink thrice
your love is slowly
distancing away from you,
blink four times
everything you had is now
gone,
blink five times
you're watching as your happy
life is slowly turning
into a dull one,
*and you can do nothing to
change it,
this poem is about
how time flies and that life is short,
because with the blink of an eye,
your whole life can change.

— The End —