The Hand You’ve Been Dealt

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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.

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BikeNutBikeNutabout 17 years ago
Pain!

You captured that awful feeling where you want to say something but it feels as though anything you say will be all wrong. Billie

AnonymousAnonymousabout 17 years ago
your or you're?

it 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

CaPic267CaPic267about 17 years ago
So sad

And so very moving, I grabbed a couple tissues just thinking about this. Those feelings of helplessness. CP

bigchefwaynebigchefwayneabout 17 years ago
You have captured the feelings of the caregiver

My 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

WickedEveWickedEveabout 17 years ago
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When 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.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 17 years ago
Good

Concise and conveys everything the poet intended

I like it

Mentioned in today's new poem reviews

LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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Those three lines before the last stanza carry quite a wallop; they wring a huge emotional charge out of a horrid situation — what do you say when anyone you know knows they are about to die?

BOSTONFICTIONWRITERBOSTONFICTIONWRITERabout 17 years ago
Convoluted and cold but good.

A bit convoluted. A bit cold. Yet, this is what we think, sometimes when reality slaps us in the face.

You said much in such a short poem. Good job.

EmJ0385EmJ0385about 17 years ago
Wow!

This one hits hard -- is there a niche specialty card that does it, that says all you want to say without choking up?

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