Cold Wet Day

It was a cold, wet day

When I wanted to walk away.

The air held a bite

And we could not stop our fight.

Behind me, I let the front door slam.

I could not understand why you did not understand.

Rain drops fell from a darkened sky

When I got into the car, I could not help but cry.

The drops kept coming down and down. They almost poured.

Your echoing words cutting into my heart like a two edged sword.

Across the sky I saw lightening flash

As I thought our marriage was now trash.

We had been married only a short while.

I knew I would miss seeing your smile.

The gloomy day repeated what was in my heart.

From now on, we would be far apart.

Haunting thoughts ran through my head the whole afternoon.

I had failed to be a good wife, after the ceremony, so soon.

I spent the day across town, not able to get far enough away.

At the end of the day, I drove back to my new married home, still not sure if I wanted to stay.

When putting the car in park, the sky let loose and really opened wide.

I dashed to get to the dry inside.

Uncertain if you would welcome me home, I thought at me you would still be sore.

Instead you met me at the front door.

“Honey, I am sorry. Your granny has died”.

My knees went out from under me. Your loving arms caught me and you held me while I cried and I cried.

It was a cold, wet day

When I decided not to walk away.

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truthfornow 5 years ago from New Orleans, LA

This is a beautiful poem and so not what I expected.


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lcbenefield 5 years ago from Georgia Author

Truth, thanks for reading. I am glad you enjoyed it.


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50 Caliber 5 years ago from Arizona

A great poem with a twist so unexpected, as one love goes so it is another one grows, dusty


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lcbenefield 5 years ago from Georgia Author

Thanks, 50, for reading. Your comments and visits are always appreciated.


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kryptowrite 5 years ago from Birmingham, Alabama

Very surprising hook to this poem. I liked it also.


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lcbenefield 5 years ago from Georgia Author

Thanks, kryptowrite, for reading and commenting. I am glad you liked the surprise hook.


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Dear God 5 years ago from Here on Earth

Wow! That was beautiful, heart felt, and tear jerking.


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lcbenefield 5 years ago from Georgia Author

Thanks, Dear God, for reading. So glad you liked it. That's the highest compliment a writer can be paid, to make someone cry while reading their work. Many thanks and blessings.


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Sunshine625 5 years ago from Orlando, FL

Simply beautiful. Well written and heartfelt. Voted Up/Awesome!


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lcbenefield 5 years ago from Georgia Author

Thanks, Sunshine for the votes. I appreciate you taking the time to read this.


Sunnie Day 5 years ago

Oh my such a heartfelt poem...You know when you are first married,those arguments seem like the end of the world..you can't imagine making it through another day..but somehow something brings you back together and you grow from it..Lovely,sad, hopeful..all wrapped into a beautiful written hub.

Sunnie


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lcbenefield 5 years ago from Georgia Author

Thanks, Sunnie, for reading. Those first arguments seem like the end of the world. Getting married is a major culture shock anyway. Some major adjusting goes on for both husband and wife during those first months. It's a surprise (disappointment?) when one realizes it won't be just their way in a marriage.


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James-wolve 4 years ago from Morocco

Returning back is the second best step you take in your life.You make it rich and profound,The nature is sympathising with you:gloomy first and then starts to shine.The irony emanates from the moment when you found your hubby at the front door with arms wide open and telling you the bad news,as if it costs the death of someone to relieve the tension and fix what it was about to break.

My warm condolences to you.

Beautiful piece of writing,I voted up.


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lcbenefield 4 years ago from Georgia Author

Thanks, James, for reading and the vote up. I appreciate your condolences. I am glad you liked this. Sometimes, it takes tragedy in our lives to help us realize what we have or who we have.

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