Until We Meet Again, My Husband, My Heart

Not sure how to bid you farewell.

Paths led in the damnable direction of an ending God refused to halt.

Ice cold hand in my palm; life leaving that dying man whom I loved three decades of my life.

Early Sunday morning on the first of September. Pitter patter of raindrops on the petals of the yellow marigolds planted in those blue window boxes. World outside the bedroom window, sun’s early light, birds serenade like a chorus.

Our lives together unraveling; that long road slamming to an ending neither of us wanted.

Doors closing; final curtain falling.

I place a final kiss on your forehead, remind you that I will love you whether you are here or not.

The magnitude of your life’s earthly ending swallowed me up that early September morning.

How will I face the looming darkness without you by my side?

Jenny W. Andrews copyright 2024

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I am a published poet and short story writer. I have been published in SNHU's the penmen review. https://penmenreview.com/author/jenny-andrews is the link where you can find my poetry and a short story. Currently, I am writing a collection of short stories, and a collection of poetry. I am trying my hand at writing a novel. Well, not a novel, actually. Make that two novels. My passion is writing. My inspiration is Franz Krafka because he managed to see the absurdity of life. Life is all about perspective and who is telling the story. We all see this life through the lens of our experiences. Literature should inspire us to think, to analyze, and to get lost in unfamiliar worlds in which we learn something new about this human existence. It is my hope that my writing challenges the reader to think, and to see a different perspective, as well as be entertained. My faith in Jesus strengthens me and gives me the courage to survive the twists and turns of this life. My faith influences a lot of my writing in that goodness always triumphs over evil, in that love conquers all. I hope you enjoy reading my blog.

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  3. So sorry to hear of your loss. May the God of all grace, mercy, and peace watch over you in this time of mourning. I’ll be praying for you.

    He heals the brokenhearted And binds up their wounds. He counts the number of the stars; He calls them all by name. Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding is infinite.
    Psalm 147:3-5

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