One day when the lights went out
And I shivered exposed filled with fear.
One day when nobody seemed to listen
And rain fell from the sky. A giant tear.
One day when I touched his marble face
And I knew he was no longer here
I became alone, apart, a whisper of breath
Fluttering exhausted near the gates of death.
Until - Until
One day when the lights shone out
I smiled with eyes now bright and clear
Linda Hurdwell has been a widow for 5 years. She has two adult sons. Living in the English countryside, she takes her dog, Bessie, for a daily walks and that's where many of her poems and stories are born. She has always loved writing and has a few short stories published. Although now a pensioner, she enjoys working with adults with learning disabilities and running a mencap social club once a week. Her hobbies are writing, tap dancing, and going to the theatre or cinema with my friends.