I want you to write a foreshadowing piece for a poem that you will fully compose later this month (Day 20, to be precise).
Bliss
I left a message on my husband’s
cell. Our daughter is engaged
and happy, our son has graduated
college and landed the job he
hoped for. Our job is done. Life
doesn’t get any better than this I
sing into my cell phone to let him
know I look forward to this new
chapter of our lives. I wish I could
take it back, the total abandon, the pure
bliss, the moment when all is perfect.
Judy Roney
1 comment:
This is a killer poem Judy - so painful - just hits me between the eyes. We never never know what is next.
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