Everything is Evelyn
Written 03.09.20
The restless nights that should lack rest for different reasons,
That should be filled with my arm rested on your back in your bassinet,
Or intimate moments with you laying on my chest,
The nights that should hear muttered "your turns" between a mother and a father,
But instead hear soft cries between a husband and a wife.
The nights where I lie awake and think of one thing only,
Because everything is Evelyn.
💟
**I began writing these poems almost immediately after Evelyn passed away. The reason behind the title and the entries are simply because every single thing I think or do reminds me of her. Beauty in the world, moments that should have been different with her around, anything that is pale pink, a comment from a friend- somehow, everything in my "new normal" seems to be connected to Evelyn in some way or another. I think she is just such a part of me, that it seeps into every aspect of my life. It is one thing that I really cherish and makes me continue to feel close to her.**
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