"Still Not Free"
Somedays... I'd like to run away,
Go to a very ...secret place;
Just take me------ myself alone,
Where no one knows...my face.
I will walk down unfamiliar streets,
Gaze upon strangers...that I meet;
But, who will smile and call out my name?
Who will say...I'm glad you came?
Who will knock on my front door;
A grandchild's face...that I adore?
No...for I left that far behind...
Searching for my peace of mind.
And as I search down deep inside,
Seeing things...I can't abide;
I'll try to see me...as I am,
And wonder if...I give a damn.
For...I left everything behind,
But deep inside...what do I find?
I ran away...but I am not free;
I did not escape...from me !
When my beloved sister was
dying of non-Hodgskins Lymphoma,
these were some of her thoughts and fears.
She wanted to just disappear from all
of the hurt and pain in her body and her
children and grandchildrens faces..God
knows how much I love and miss you Lauretha,
I will see you soon in Heaven...Kathie
Valentine