She looked into the mirror
and wondered about her
power to contain.
Forty years of marriage
and a lifetime
goes up in smoke.

Give human nature
A bone and the lesser man
will always show.
She hid her brave face
the tears had dried.
Eyes shut and
waiting for the end.
Time was not shy
as she left her love.

Life had slipped through
her fingers
and the future was behind.
Death so near
in a world
of paper mache.

copyright Es-tee Miller

“She had to live in this bright, red gabled house with the nurse until it was time for her to die… I thought how little we know about the feelings of old people. Children we understand, their fears and hopes and make-believe.”
― Daphne du Maurier

About redcontroversy

I'm a stargazing,skywatching,storm loving, sungazing addict. Environmentalist, political blogger, professional photographer, writer, favourite quote is: "If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive". ~ Eleonora Duse ~ soul is definitely alive.
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4 Responses to PAPER MACHE

  1. Bitsy says:

    your words never cease to amaze. luvya red!! keep on writing and sharing!

  2. Jack M. says:

    My worst fear and you have expressed it so well. When my wife passed I had two mini strokes and my kids were adamant to put me in a home where I could receive “proper” care they called it. I stuck to my guns and I am doing okay. I am going to make sure I spend every last penny I have to reciprocate the love. Take care of yourself beauty Jack M.

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