Reflection in poetry

December 27, 2013

Harder to Live

A karate kick

to my heart

delivered

the day Glen died 

taught me 

I do not want to be 

the last one standing. 

Watching  

mom’s health decline 

illuminates  

what it is like to be 

ninety-three

I do not want to be

the last one standing.

I do not want to live 

without 

my sisters 

my children

my family 

I do not want to be 

the last one standing. 

Jean Louise Blanchard

remembering Glen’s words: “it’ll be harder for you than for me...”