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Time On My Hands
by Chip Bergeron

Tuesday, December 20, 2011
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When I was in our home office, upstairs, and Sue needed me for something downstairs, she would summon me with an electronic chime. It seemed like there was always something needed, and I used to let it get on my nerves. Why is it you donít know what you have until it is gone???





Time doesn’t work the way it used to,

Time doesn’t work the way it should.

Early, always early-an hour, a day;

It seems like there’s always more time,

I’m not used to it.


Why, why is there so much extra time?

I don’t remember it being that way.

My days were limned by a musical chime,

Summoning me to this task or that;

I thought it annoying


Now she who needed me is gone away,

And my time has become all my own.

I used to think this would be a fun day,

A no worries day. But she’s not here,

And I miss that damned chime.


Chip Bergeron

December 15, 2011



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Reviewed by lois christensen 9/24/2014

very understandable write, we've been through it, something goes missing with the loss of a loved one. Prayers for you.
Reviewed by A MILINER (Reader) 1/15/2012
thinking of you... hang in's suppose to get easier ...right?? april
Reviewed by Barbara Henry 12/27/2011
This is a very moving poem Chip; writing,as you are doing, is an excellent way to use some of the time on your hands.
Continued success~
Barbara J. Henry
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 12/26/2011
Thank you for sharing, Chip. Love and peace to you,

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors 12/21/2011
Grieving and healing work hand in hand
But time doesn't give a damn
You can kill time
You can let it kill you
Or you can use it
To help you heal
Writing takes time and heals to boot
Hang in there Chip.

Reviewed by Richard King 12/21/2011
Been there Chip, it's no damn fun. I started writing down my thoughts, just putting one foot in front of the other and eventually I began to realize that the hurt didn't hurt quite so much anymore.

One foot in front of the other, today and then again tomorrow and then again the next day.... Stay strong, you'll get there. Dick
Reviewed by jude forese 12/20/2011
what's important is to keep that chime sounding through your heart ... it has its own melodic beauty ... its musical memory resonates through your soul but you naturally miss its tones ...
Reviewed by Christine Tsen 12/20/2011
Oh, it is a terribly difficult transition for you, and you have loved her so well that there must be so much grief right now.
I'm keeping you in my prayers, and I'm just so sorry.
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