She left the doctor’s office unsure,
Sat in the faded pickup and wondered.
Nothing seemed certain.
“Why is this happening to me?”
She sounded like those she’d seen on TV.
Leaving the parking lot, she turned toward home,
Driving slowly out of town she felt all alone.
What shall we do? Where shall we start?
There are so many things in a life that are part
of another’s.
Maybe the doctor is wrong
and things aren’t as bad as they seem.
She turned down the long dusty road to the house,
He would be working the fields.
She wished it was another time and she was far away.
She saw him leaning against the porch post
coffee cup in his hand,
Straw hat shading midday sun promising to bake the land.
God, this would be hard on him.
How could he ever understand?
He pushed from the post, tossed coffee in the dirt
and stepped heavily to the ground,
She smiled weakly, said she was glad to be home
away from the traffic in town.
He pulled her close in the warmth of his arms
buried his face in her hair,
“I love you,” he said softly,
“And always will because I care.”
His tears dampened her hair.
She knew love again.

Author: Norm Rourke

In addition to writing and performing poetry, I have been a staff writer for Persimmon Hill and The Ketchpen, publications of the National Cowboy & Western Heritage Museum. I have also been contributing writer and columnist for the Oklahoma News Weekly and have written pieces for the Sapulpa (OK) Daily Herald. I was also a columnist for the Henryetta (OK) Free Lance. I’m currently a contributor to the Oklahoma Observer (Oklahoma City) and I write for the Okmulgee (OK) News Network online publication. I’m also been a book reviewer for, Barnes & and for other publications.
I am a freelance writer and offer professional editing and communications consulting services for creative writers and business communicators. I organized a writers group—Okmulgee County Writers Roundup—and am past president of the Friends of Okmulgee Public Library.
Named to the Honorable Order of Kentucky Colonels by the governor of that state, I have lived in and written about places in New Mexico, Texas, Colorado and Oklahoma.


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