Hard it is to lose a friend…

With Right of Survivorship

Hard it is to lose a friend
whose dying could foretell my end

and hard it is to pick up strands
of living, when those other hands

are stilled which often soothed my brow
and gave me courage up to now

There is no way to understand
why she is gone–and I am here


we will embrace
again some day

part of my soul
goes with you

and part of yours
will stay

Excerpted from Fine Black Lines: Reflections on Facing Cancer, Fear and Loneliness, copyright 1993, 2003 by Lois Tschetter Hjelmstad

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