The Watch Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
The Watch
...And when yr watch stopped, you died
I remember that morning at 8: 52
You wanted Mass to end
As the three of us surrounded yr bed
Waiting for yr last breath
My sister took off the watch that you complained
Needed a battery the week before and gave it to me
I held it to my heart watching time slowly stop,
As you gave out yr last
The time was 8: 52 am on September 9th
The passage of time consumes me now
Waiting patiently for us to be together
once more
We feel you great lose and sadness. A very touching poem. All my condolences.
A beautifully expressed heart-wrenching tribute to a loved one. It brought tears to my eyes. I was at both of my parents' bedside when they died in the hospital. It was very difficult, but I'm glad that I was given the opportunity to be present.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/14/2024 10:07:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
So heart felt, so very touching. All my condolences.