I have secrets
Words I cannot share
So when you look for my new poetry
The words just won't be there.
By the time these secrets are revealed
I pray
Others will no longer hurt
As they are hurting today.
Yes there are secrets
I intend to unfold
But for now, please understand
That my silence is gold.
By completing this task
What do I hope to gain?
An end to innocents' suffering
From needless pain.
I lost my dear one
But I continue to fight
Because as God is my witness
I know that I'm right.
Annette
July 15, 2011
Raleigh, North Carolina, November 2010: My visit to Milt two months before he passed away
Photos of me and of both of us together on either side of his bed
