Later Poem by Marilyn Jean

Later she would write again
To say her love and more
But for now she knew, only
She could hold him, love
Right there in her heart
Rather peacefully and live
Carry on to work and breath
So, now everyday was the same
She was scared by it sometimes
Yet, very strong altogether
Love felt like this always
And she could not tell more
The place was never right
Or maybe he would not hear
Pain management was a ritual
Daily, with no end in sight
She grew so good at this now
Allowing tiny words, moments
Then returning to her peace
Later, better times would come
She was insensible, she knew
But being insensible and in love
Kept her going, slowly, madly
She was so grateful for this
Later was not yet, no worry