THE FUTUREA Poem by Betty HermeleeAnd so it goes...THE FUTURE Chapter 47
What future I ask myself? my only destiny is me at this moment I despise solitude, delight in company when my soldier was an ocean away I loathed my seclusion longed for his companionship the attachment, togetherness affection, belonging alas, in an instant, it is extinct
What choices do I have? rent an apartment in London and continue to see my doctor? deliver my baby in London? I may visit my soldier now and then and know the he is still in my heart none of these choices are satisfactory I must muse on some other actions
At once, a clue comes to mind I am embarrassed to broach the subject it is so peculiar and I am sure it is not feasible due to past circumstances and pregnancy now my mind engages with a glimmer of hope that I shall not be alone after all
I recall that while on the ship the gentleman placed a note in my hand shall I presume that he is still smitten with me? my mind full of different scenarios nearly explodes I still love my soldier yet he is in another world he shall never know me nor his child
Now I must take care of myself look through a bundle of papers In the hope that his note is there at long last, I locate it I see his name and address in London my mood swings from the earth to the moon
What shall attract him to a pregnant woman who ended an affair on the ship? am I acting preposterous? I am so lonely and with child I dare say that I am starved for affection yet I must ponder this carefully
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13 Reviews Added on July 1, 2024 Last Updated on July 1, 2024 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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