and then longer still
finally the day comes
the bleeding the news
he would not start breathing
just would not
would not
From that foreign land
your husband and you
accompany the tiny casket back home
to parents and friends
unknowingly cruel comments
"You're young, you'll have more"
"It's not like you had him long"
"God's will"
QUIET, please
Husband finds release at a topless bar
you call a friend from college
he takes you out for music and wine
closing time
so much said, so much not
goodby friend, back to Germany
A son is born, Adam
and then another
lights of your life
reasons for living
grown men now
grandchildren
Still something missing
silently grieving
your first born
------Dedicated to Iris Velez Hidalgo and her first born
