- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Hand You’ve Been Dealt
Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click here
I went to the sympathy section first
and then realized I needed “get well,”
but that wasn’t entirely right either
because you won’t.
You know that
I know that
hospice knows that.
So I’m not sure what fits…?
It doesn’t seem they reserve
special cards for those who know
they’re not coming back;
because really, what does one say?
I’ll miss you
you were great
enjoy the next life?
It all seems a little bit crass
when I’ll drive away in a caddy
while you’re laying back on a gurney
counting ceiling tiles and minutes
‘til your last breath.
- COMMENTS
BikeNutabout 17 years agoYou captured that awful feeling where you want to say something but it feels as though anything you say will be all wrong. Billie
Anonymousabout 17 years agoit is not a bad poem, in fact, it is pretty good. But in a good poem, there can be mistakes. Did you mean to use "your"?
I know that spell check doesn't catch everything, but you should have caught that one!
good work
CaPic267about 17 years agoAnd so very moving, I grabbed a couple tissues just thinking about this. Those feelings of helplessness. CP
bigchefwayneabout 17 years agoMy wife is under hospice now. Watching the one you love slowly slip away (and it is slowly with Alzheimer's) is the hardest thing you will ever have to do. Stay with them and assure them of your love. Beautifully done. Thanks
WickedEveabout 17 years agoWhen my uncle was at home and in the final stages of cancer, I dressed him--what was left of him--so my dad could take him to the Veterans hospital to die. I kept telling him he'd be okay, because what else could I say? We want to reassure a loved one and, yeah, we have odd thoughts, like greeting cards for the dying. Strong poem. Realistic.
