Reading this sends me back a few years when a family member was dying of cancer. There was always a tension as we visited the hospital every week of so, the three hour drive there and back let me sit and stew on the feeling as if death was so close just waiting for him to close his eyes one least time. This poem fills me with a mix of that hurt that hit when he told me how much it hurts, and the pleasure of the good memories coming back like a great wave of nostalgia. I thank you for that.
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