Husband Death Poem

A Memory Of My Husband

This is a memory of my husband sitting in the garden towards the end of his life. I remember him saying there was nowhere else he'd rather be.

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Thank you, John. I am struggling on - quite hard as we were together for well over 50 years. However, kind understanding comments like yours do help.

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The End Of The Day

Ann D. Stevenson © more by Ann D. Stevenson

Published by Family Friend Poems July 31, 2025 with permission of the Author.

A glass of wine nearby, he sat,
his spaniel beside him on the grass,
he flicked away a solitary wasp,
a buzzard circled overhead.

He watched both bird and insect
they were clearly to be seen,
unlike the predator within,
which lurked inside his bones.

Relaxed, he drank the wine,
a reminder of foreign climes,
snow slopes skied in Méribel,
boating trips on French canals.

Happy times, now long gone,
wine imbibed, creatures flown,
his empty glass caught the light
before the sun went down.

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ABOUT THE POET:

Ann D. Stevenson only began writing after she retired, when she joined a Writing for Well-Being course. It was during a difficult time, as her husband had been diagnosed with terminal cancer. She found writing very therapeutic, more especially poetry. It was a real boost to her morale when Family Friend Poems began publishing her poems.
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Having lost my wife Ann after 50 years married I understand only to well how you are feeling, thankfully we have memories to turn to for some form of comfort, hope life is treating you kind Ann.

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Thank you, John. I am struggling on - quite hard as we were together for well over 50 years. However, kind understanding comments like yours do help.

Ann, I really think you are enormously talented. I've said it before but I must say it again, you are so good at describing complicated, deeply meaningful, heartfelt observations and experiences in such a few words. I read this and saw your husband sitting there with his loyal dog beside him and you just watching from a distance, thinking about the wonderful man he was and feeling so much love. You are such a supportive, kind woman that I hate to see you in pain and you are so quiet in your pain. That is until you put your feelings on paper and they explode in side of the readers heart. I love your work!

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Patricia, I love it when you comment on my poems. You always say such lovely things, which means a great deal as you write so beautifully yourself.

This is a truly beautiful and poignant poem. I'm so thankful for your ability to write through the pain and share such beautiful memories. I am sorry for your profound loss and wish you many blessings as you continue your journey.

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Virginia, I was incredibly touched by your comments. It's so special when someone really appreciates what the death of a husband of nearly 60 years means. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Very best wishes, Ann.

What a lovely comment, Abimbola. Your encouragement means a great deal to me. Thank you very much indeed.

Very best wishes, Ann.

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You managed to paint a portrait of him, Ann, and it's a beautiful one. So are your other poems too. Their brevity, depth and your dexterity with different forms and styles are things I really admire.

Best wishes,
Abimbola.

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