The Day She DiedA Poem by Dan Ryoma
I didn't cry the day she died.
I didn't dine the day she died. I didn't feel the day she died. I didn't fear the day she died. I didn't drink the day she died. I didn't think the day she died. I tried and tried the day she died. I dialed and dialed the day she died. I compressed fifteen the day she died. I tried alone the day she died. I waited so long the day she died. I kneeled so long the day she died. I watched them crowd the day she died. I sat alone the day she died. I didn't stop breathing the day she died. I didn't stop wanting the day she died. I didn't stop loving the day she died. I didn't stop remembering the day she died. © 2011 Dan RyomaFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on May 12, 2010 Last Updated on April 15, 2011 AuthorDan RyomaCAAboutI haven't been writing recreationally for very long. I am curious to see what strangers think. I appreciate any critiques you can give and will happily return the favor. more..Writing
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