His Wish

His Wish

A Poem by Frank F. Atanacio
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Sadness, sickness, Through sickness and health

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He approached the bedroom,

he felt like his knees were giving in,

there was a sense of gloom,

filling him,

he felt his stomach turn,

his heart burned,

his ache churned,

sounds of insanity clamored in his eyes,

fears,

then tears,

is what he felt,

a tiny voice filled his head,

love her in sickness and in health,

she was finally dead,

and he guiltily allowed a smile,

stay on his face for awhile,

she was sick for some time,

he knew it wasn’t a crime,

to want her dead,

and finally,

his wish was laying on the bed.

© 2009 Frank F. Atanacio


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Jay
Liked this very much. Well written.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Frank F. Atanacio
Frank F. Atanacio

Shelton, CT



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