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A windy night

Contributed by holy on Thursday, 8th October 2009 @ 11:11:18 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

A windy night
2008-06-13 14:22:22
A windy night

After you fell asleep,

I couldn't control my tears any more.

I clapped our son on his back,

I knew he was asleep.

I gently disengaged my head from your arm,

I walked out of our bedroom lightly,

the door closed quietly......

"Why,

why cry?"

I asked myself again and again......

Finally,

I cut my left arm with a knife.

After that,

I leaned my back on the door of our bedroom......

Suddenly,

I heard you calling me,

but I didn't want to answer.

you got up and opened the door,

you let out a sudden scream " Your......"

You lifted me up,

started dialing up.

I tried to tug your thrilling hand away,

"Please don't phone my family."

I knew you couldn't get through on the phone,

for I saw your hand thrilling badly.

Finally the phone was ok,

but I knew you dialed a wrong number,

I heard the sound was the second sister-in-law of our sister.

you lifted our son up from the bed,

the noise wakened him.

you urged me,

"Hospital!

Go quick!

Go quick!"

Our sister was waiting in the hospital with our brother-in-law,

and the second sister-in-law of our sister was there with her husband.

When they saw us,

they were all as in wonder,

they almost felt what happened......

When the doctor was closing the wound,

he said to me,

"Happily!

take it easy,

the wound will be healing fast.

Let your muscles relax slowly,

don't worry."

When we returned to home,

it was about four in the early morning,

our son fell asleep again.

It was on May Day of 1997,

A windy night,

I didn't know what's in my mind......

You enfolded me in an affectionate embrace,

"Sleep,

you are too tired."

I smiled,

"I am sorry.

Promise me,

stay with us always."

You replied with a nod,

then gave me a hot kiss......

Copyright © holy ... [ 2009-10-08 23:11:18]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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