Lasts and Firsts

The last time I

Cuddled you

Felt you

Smelled you

Read to you

Sang to you

Saw you

The last time I indulged in a bath was when you were in my belly.

Thoughts of things that happened last year

Are a way of keeping connected to you, my dear.

 

The first time since you I

Smiled

Laughed

Read a book

Listened to music

Did something, just for me

Writing, writing, writing

Had a bath

The bath: a chance to relax, to be

Do not read too much in to these

A smile, a book, a bath

These are ways of surviving the aftermath.

 

7 Comments on Lasts and Firsts

  1. Victoria Welton
    January 21, 2015 at 2:50 pm (2 years ago)

    A beautiful poem of then and now – keep doing what you are doing. It is fabulous to see how far you have come. Thank you for linking to Prose for Thought x

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  2. Katie Haydock
    January 16, 2015 at 10:51 pm (2 years ago)

    I always read but never know what to say but I can’t not comment on this. I’m sending you all of my strength xxx

    Reply

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