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Feb 19, 2009
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In the shadows of death
In the shadows of death
Time stood still in my darkest hour
In the shadows of a heartbreaking moment
When the word of truth touched my soul
Early one Friday morning
Lost in dejection I spoke not a word
To the wife of my youth
She wondered why the troubled look
Cloaked my body
Her words of concern
I treated with disdain
Not wanting to reveal
My bone crushing news
What I feared is now a fact
Though, what I believed
Was not my fate
I never projected liver disease
Time stood still in my darkest hour
In the shadows of a heartbreaking moment
When the word of truth touched my soul
Early one Friday morning
Lost in dejection I spoke not a word
To the wife of my youth
She wondered why the troubled look
Cloaked my body
Her words of concern
I treated with disdain
Not wanting to reveal
My bone crushing news
What I feared is now a fact
Though, what I believed
Was not my fate
I never projected liver disease
— Barbara Writes, Feb 19, 2009
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themoonman
17 years 3 months ago
Barbara...
Barbara Writes
17 years 3 months ago
Richard
docmaverick
17 years 3 months ago
Hey barb...
Barbara Writes
17 years 3 months ago
Thanks Doc
Robert Melliard
17 years 3 months ago
Bone-crushing news
Barbara Writes
17 years 3 months ago
Thanks Robert
Jo Latimer
17 years 3 months ago
Barbara
Barbara Writes
17 years 3 months ago
Thanks Jo
Nordic cloud
17 years 3 months ago
I would use touched instead
Barbara Writes
17 years 3 months ago
thanks
Proprietress o…
17 years 3 months ago
dear Barbara,
Barbara Writes
17 years 3 months ago
thanks
JWwildcat2012
17 years 3 months ago
A funny thing about poems.........
Barbara Writes
17 years 3 months ago
Scott
Barbara Writes
17 years 3 months ago
Scott