He didn’t want to live without her.
She held him together;
her small hands holding him,
caring for his needs.
The long road of life with its
ups and downs, twists and turns,
brought them to this crossroads.
She deserved to go first,
being good, needing rest
that only Heaven could offer.
Once she was gone, he stood
alone, searching for answers.
Time slowly slipped away.
Until finally it was his time
to go beyond the crossroads
into the sunset.
There was no need for answers;
there were no more questions.

Poem: McGuffy Ann Morris
Image: Photobucket 

16 thoughts on “Crossing

  1. This took my breath away Annie, so beautifully and tenderly written. We have talked some about this, who goes first and who is left behind. I can't imagine being in either role, and yet it is a reality most of us will have to face at some point in our lives. I liked your ending – peaceful, in the end they will be together for eternity, and that is what matters most. It will be worth waiting for. Thank you for a powerful contribution to Two Shoes Tuesday!


  2. What a beautiful story. I was just talking about who was going to go first just this morning to a blogger follower. At my age, every day brings it closer and closer.


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