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How could things come to such an end?
Terminated by procrastination, lies, and deceit,
The beginning brought happiness, honesty, and hope.
The  world whirled in wonder, being spiritually attune.
But then there was hard work.
Mouths to feed and minds to educate,
Taking time and money.
It was working; at least, one thought so.
Crabmeat Benedict and singing
With The Cosmopolitan Singers
Brought connection, joy, and
Inferred affluence.
One didn’t like coming home to chores,
And chose to work long hours.
Or was it playing around?
To one, vows meant something.
With naiveté and generous forgiveness,
Life continued.  Until. . .
Death.  Of a child.
A new relationship ensued smothering
The grief.
Waves drowned the homefires.
Nothing mattered but finding happiness
In a new realm.
Lacking the desire of family protection,
Mistakes were made.
Budgets evaporated.
Integrity waned.
The end loomed.
God’s mercy — all that remained.




About 9awalsh

A genealogist and writer who has uncovered legacy stories which must be told. I also write a blog, Deciphering Life, trying to figure out why life becomes so tangled -- www.9awalsh.wordpress.com
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