Unexpected sunset

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 Slice of Life.  
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My husband's brother is in hospice, at end of life. I wrote this poem as we traveled by car from Maryland to Georgia, to be alongside him. Have you had that sensation where every song you hear seems to apply to the pain you are currently feeling? This was true for us, as we drove...and influenced this poem a bit. 

Unexpected Sunset

Unexpected sunset,

sky bursting

red and orange,

white, gray, and darker still,

interspersed with puffs of blue,

followed by

a gorgeous

full moon.

Last breaths.

Many long highway miles,

stretch and fatigue,

so many aching

thoughts,

fleeting words,

whispers of love,

all along the highway,

as we travel

to be bedside

before

last breaths.

Listen to Roseanne and Bruce wail,

like a lost ship,

adrift on the sea,

sea of heartbreak,

lost love and loneliness.

We are heartbroken,

this suffocating pain,

a life too short.

Unexpected sunset.

Full moon.

Last breaths.

In the midst of so much pain,

there is great beauty.