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note on the table

Poetry By: nighthawk

a wife who didnt like her life,so she just left and they were left to rebuild their lives...

Submitted:Oct 28, 2010    Reads: 53    Comments: 9    Likes: 3   

The note on the Table .
A note on the table,
Saying she was gone,
Saying she hated her life here,
Saying she said couldn't carry on.
The Humdrum life she had,
She said she needed much more,
She took only the basics,
As she walked through the door.
What will I tell the kids,
How will I try to explain,
Their mother has abandoned them,
Won't be coming home again.
Wonder if she took any photos,
Any kind of keepsake,
Was her life with us that bad,
Can she imagine the heartache.
I worked hard for her luxuries,
Maybe just a little too much,
Perhaps my absence to earn them,
Made us lose that loving touch.
I had no idea she felt so bad,
If only she had sat down to talk,
Maybe we could have sorted it all,
But no, she chose to walk.
Turmoil in head and heart,
A broken man I now be,
The kids, the tears, the emptiness,
How bad is this going be.
I will let the kids sleep a little longer,
Before I have to explain,
God help me with telling them she's gone,
Help me and them with the coming pain.


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