Aunt for Uncle

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    Aunt for Uncle

    As I watch you sleep
    your breath deep and slow
    I think how lost I will be
    when its time for you to go

    The grip of pain it tightens
    it pulses and it grows
    like the waves of the ocean
    it holds you in its throes

    I know its selfish to make you stay
    to suffer endlessly
    but I don't want to face the day
    when it is only me

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    leny commented on Aunt for Uncle

    12-03-2008

    Its nice that ordinary feeling of dread is transported into poetry. You know how to play with words. Its nice.

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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