Throwback Friday, ‘Til Death Do Us Part, by Ivor Steven

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Here’s a poem that is a part of my heart, and written about the final time I took my wife to hospital…… I eventually became brave enough to submit this piece, and I was fortunate enough to have this poem published, in the Geelong Writers Inc, Anthology of 2017.

 

‘Til Death Do Us Part

 

She’s there, in that tall pale building of brick.

Where the Nightingales care and tend to the sick.

She’s there, away from home and her comforting bed.

Where the Doctors try to fix the endless ills, from her head.

 

She’s there, her absence, reminds me of future plights.

Where my anxieties for her well being, endure her fight.

She’s there, I need to visit her, all day, and every night.

Where the distance to reach her soul, is out of sight.

 

She’s there, I’m wondering about that far away dome.

Where her lost personal affection, would leave her all alone.

She’s there, in those misty clouds, with church bells ringing.

Where she’s near to the sombre sounds, of angels singing.

 

She’s there, her constant pain, remains tight in my heart.

Now I’m convinced, like I said, at the very start.

There’s no place like home, for her gathering dark.

And I promise to her, again, ’til death do us part.

 

Ivor Steven (c)  2012

G’day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I’m an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I’ve been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I’ve been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems. 

19 thoughts on “Throwback Friday, ‘Til Death Do Us Part, by Ivor Steven”

  7. All of those whirling thoughts and emotions so well stated in this Beautiful tribute to your lovely wife. 8 years can seem like an eternity and an instant all at the same time. Take care Ivor and thank you so much for sharing this beautiful poem with the world.

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    • Thank you Elizabeth for your kind words and thoughts, and yes, sometimes it seems like yesterday, and sometimes “these days” it is an eternity.. 💙🌏… I’m a poem “These Days” very soon 😊💕

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