This Poem was Submitted By: Ellen K Lewis On Date: 2012-09-21 14:16:02 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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where is Grace?

without expression I can not share my soul remains in abandened places where memorys are half subjected to alone-ness  and unfounded  miserys. they look at me with wonder how can I not remember? I look at them with stupor they dont offer a repose. I can not understand how or why you hold yourself so far from me 124 days in recovery you could have reached out then. You could have come to visit you could have sent a card that Christian that you lived with did not agree at all. I do not know what kind of mother I am now but I know who we were back then- before the surgery we struggled as a family and as friends. Im sorry I dont know you that you've forgotten me but as the Preacher told you its best we leave it be. Children honor your parents unless you think they're wrong if mother goes to hospital you should run away. Teenagers obey your parents unless your father goes away and your mother has brain surgery and your life sucks every day.           ~~~ 17 years and 6 grandchildren later I live within the deepest hollow my dreams are filled with yesterdays gone is hope for tomorrow.

Copyright © September 2012 Ellen K Lewis

Additional Notes:
I have had a long struggle with Epilepsy. My surgery resulted in the loss of my right temporal lobe....but that was only the beginning. I reached out to a Rev Cowell Christian and in judgement I was lost. Thank God there is salvation-for the coming repose I am thankful.

This Poem was Critiqued By: cheyenne smyth On Date: 2012-09-29 11:38:12
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Ellen, I was glad for your note telling that you have struggled with Epilepsy. I am sorry about that and hope it is well controlled. You have penned a marvelous poem about your painful journey into the world of surgery and loss. Which I assume was your husband. This melancholy poem is well written and compelling. It touched me deeply and my heart goes out to you. You have good alliteration throughout and the enjambents are excellent. Your last verse is especially powerful. Well done. Best wishes, cheyenne

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