A Family Divided~

For her waxing poetic has become more & more difficult...
Absent are her oft' cloying sentiments...
Blatent truths are staring her in the face
The lines of her notebook mock her now;
In her ever present biting reality of unhappy circumstances...
It has been eleven years of almost pure Hell
They have taken their toll on her and her husband
Each year like a rung on a step ladder going down-
A new fear-a new worry-a new upset!
Each day she awakens with no new hopeful words...
Only utter sorrow at a blessing now lost
Something that should have remained forever and sacred
A bond... IS GONE! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
She and her husband weep together
For they believe that hope has, indeed, lost it's wings...

poem by Theodora Onken
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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