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Time On My Hands by Chip Bergeron Tuesday, December 20, 2011 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan 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 don�t know what you have until it is gone???
TIME ON MY HANDS 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 A MILINER (Reader)	1/15/2012

thinking of you... hang in there...it'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, Regis




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. Patrick




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. Christine