THE WORST YEAR OF MY LIFE

A year of heartache and bittersweet memories began 
Broadening my horizons, I travelled, leaving family and friends. 
Chased my dreams to a far away land 
Dreams of happiness ( I thought) with a special man 
Emptiness was left as the dreams, died and crumpled. 

February the 27th took my Mother to a higher plain 
God is good she told me, as she passed away 
Her life meant everything to me, I feel lost without her 
I die and grieve inside on every Christmas Day, her birth. 

July 12th came and Daddy of a broken heart, died 
Killed of all my emotions, the Doctors delight. 
Left like an empty shell and bored 
May, brought to me a cyber-love I adored. 
Notorious for his thrilling ways, he informed 
On-line, the interloper of love and forever, intoned. 

Paradise was lost as I grew restless in my home 
Quickly sold my life and everything I owned. 
Responsibility and my art placed aside, for in 
September, the meeting with my Cyber-love, face to face 
To Texas, I travelled to live with this fellow mate. 
Understanding, was what he lacked as I pined for home. 

Victim of cancer too, my white cat called Sam. 
Why, I must ask, the year of all my catastrophes? 
Xantippe had nothing at this stage, on me 
Year of opportunity my stars predicted and my 
Zodiac reading said, 1997 was a good year to enjoy. 

TeAnne © Jan 13. 1999 

Footnote: 

Xantippe (zæn’tipi) or Xanthippe n. 1. the wife of Socrates, proverbial as a scolding and quarrelsome woman. 2. any nagging, peevish, or irritable woman.


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