Angel. Poem

SIlently I walk alone the day you died.You were. Wiping away the tears.You will never get old.I feel you. The doctor changed his mind. He said he was going to help. But changed his mind. That something she didn't deserve.She died in a mater of two weeks. Written posted 10/19/11 In the memory of my forever friend Helene Susan Nemirow

poem by Susan Garelick
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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