Last year you were all that counted,

[Gwaihir]

I posted a really awful first draft of this a few months ago, but I finally decided to revamp it recently.

 

Last year you were all that counted,

I used to pray for you daily.

It cut my heart to see you there,

Blank face, dead eyes, a vegetable.

I remember the days when you

Were everything that could ever matter

We loved each day as if the next

Wouldn’t come, and then one day it didn’t.

A great party, a great drive home,

Till the river drove into me.

 

Next day they said they there was no hope.

Probably you’d never think again.

For all those years I spoon fed you,

Wiping your face after you ate,

Hoping there could be a morning

When you would wake and know your name.

You’d start to speak, I’d hold my breath

But then you’d say Gaga, I’d cry.

And then, last month you said “Hello”,

Asked me if the car was ruined.

 

You found that you’d lost half your life,

That my drinking had taken it.

I think you could have pardoned that,

But not Rosie, not your baby.

I didn’t mean to drown her dear,

It was so many years ago.

I spent so many years nursing,

Hoping for your return to me.

And now, I wish I never had!

[Gyrfalcon]

*Gyr applauds once more* I still love this one.

[Guest Foe Calibur]

Bows his head

 

Gyrfalcon is right, it is wonderfully written, and very meaningful.

[Bhurin]

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Bhurin is visually shaken by the poem...

 

Very personal, Gwaihir. Thank you for sharing it...

[Peredhil]

(Of course) This is well written, and your talent is consistently highly displayed...

 

But I think the biggest twist ending you could deliver to me would not to have a twist ending!

 

You have such an excellent faculty for seeing on both sides of the coin simultaneously...

 

-Peredhil