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My Dear Friends,

I have been noting that there are many new members on here who have recently lost there spouse/partner/mate. Many of you know me but some of the new folks do not. Although I have continued to read the posts by so many of you I have been busy moving and involved with the editing and publishing of the book I have recently written.

The reason I am writing today is to share a poem with you. Its one of many I wrote in conjunction with the book I have written. It was actually the last poem I wrote – back in January of this year. It will appear in my book as one of my closing pieces of poetry – and – it will appear in the Fountain Hills Arizona newspaper the last week in July to mark the 2-year anniversary of my losing Jack.

I felt perhaps that this piece of poetry might help those who are experiencing the painful emotions of recently losing their partner. Some of you may have seen this poem before – but for those of you who are new to this site – I present it once again for you.

Here is my poem – called “Memories of Green” – as time passes the memories and remembering your loved one will sustain you.

“Memories Of Green”

A killing frost - fell on the ground

It took away life - all around

Green and fresh - what I recall

Living breathing plants - so tall

Remember how the sun would shine

How the rain would feed the vines

Remember how it was all small

And how it all grew into tall

And then the killing frost arrived

With mighty force - and deadly stride

It took away life – all around

As dusty white - fell on the ground

Death becomes what can be seen

But I have “Memories Of Green”

And so it is with cancers march

Just like the frost – a molten starch

It takes away all life around

It spreads and chocks - and turns life brown

Remember how - the sun would shine

How love became - the story line

Remember how - we grew from small

And how – we grew from small to tall

Life is like the frost we see

It sometimes kills the beauty

And underneath the killing frost

Are memories of all that’s lost

Death becomes what can be seen

But I have “Memories Of Green”

When frost has taken life from you

Erased and snatched what you grew

Remember how the sun would shine

How the rain would feed the vines

Death becomes what can be seen

But you have “Memories Of Green”

My best to you all,

John – Dusky is my handle on here

Love you Jack

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Dusky,

Thanks for sharing that with us. Wow, almost 2 years it is so hard to believe. It seem like yesterday you were coming up on the one year mark. I am sure I have said this in the past,but I will say it again, thank you for verything you have posted, you were one of the first to respond to me while I was is such despair your words of kindness and understanding will always be with me.

Derek

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Derek,

Thank you for your kind words. You remian one of the most articulate individuals to grace this site = and I am greatful for your freindship and all the other kind members of this site.

Peace,

John - Dusky is my handle on here.

Love you Jack

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Thank you for sharing that poem with us. I have missed your posts, it is good to hear from you again. You changed my life...once I was very black and white, very conservative, very rigid. What's neat is seeing that change pass on to my son, who was the way we raised him, I now find him to be more understanding, more full of grace, more compassionate. I have shared you and Jack's love with him and my daughter and it has meant much to us. I count it a privilege to have "met" you on this site. You will always be special to me.

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Jessica and Lyn,

Although I am sorry for your loss, I am grateful that you have found this site. It is a wonderful place. Here is one place you can find some true comfort among those who share the same pain.

KayC,

What can I say to you – you sweet sweet woman. You have been with me since the first day I joined this site. You have made my day. When I see in black and white – in written form – that eyes that once could only see two shades now sees so much more – so much color. You made me feel very special today.

All this talk about seeing life in black and white – and just the ability to “see” reminds me once again of Jacks illness and how he endured blindness throughout his 10-month illness. Therefore – in honor of you my sweet KayC – here is one of my poems – which deals with sight – what was lost – and what was eventually found – “just after life”. It speaks well to the “color” of Jacks life and the colors of life that I was able to share with you. Here it is:

“Once Again See Me”

I knew I saw you resting there - all cuddled up and warm

I knew you were in blankets - seeking comfort from the storm

I knew you called my name – and I answered each request

I knew my patience sometimes - was not always quite the best

I knew that overall - I tried to be there for your call

I knew and hoped that somehow – I could change just what I saw

I knew what you did - and how you tried to stayed the course

I knew and marveled at your patience – iron will - and force

But the only hope I had – was one that would not be

For your brown eyes to open up - and – “Once Again See Me”

I knew you put your fork in hand – and move it toward your face

I knew it sometimes missed its mark – but you did it all with grace

I knew I could not change - one single thing that you endured

I knew regardless of my wish - there would not be a cure

I knew you struggled daily - seeing only darkened space

I knew you tried to place your cup - back in its proper place

I knew I could not help you see the colors in your life

I knew regardless of my hope – you’d see - just afterlife

The only hope I had – was one that would not be

For your brown eyes to open up - and – “Once Again See Me”

I knew our walks together - would last just a short time more

I knew that cancers deadly march - was knocking at your door

I knew the visions that you saw - were real - just to you

I knew the vision of me here - without you - were true to

I knew you could not see me as you drew your final breath

I knew yours were just images of memories in your head

I knew I could not help you see the colors in your life

I knew regardless of my hope – you’d see - just afterlife

I know my hardest memory - was the one that found you blind

I know I could not change it all – regardless of the time

I know I could not help you - see the colors in your life

I know regardless of my hope – you’d see - just afterlife

The only hope I had – was one that is to be

Now - your brown eyes open wide - and – “Once Again See Me”

John - Dusky is my handle on here

Love You Jack

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Dusky,

Thank you for sharing that. You are a big man in my eyes. You have enriched not only my life, but everyone who has encountered you in any form. You and Jack were so fortunate to have shared life together...that is the greatest honor, that we choose to impart the gift of sharing life with each other.

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