‘Til Death Do Us Part

Here’s an old poem that is a part of my heart, and written about the final time I took my wife to hospital…… I eventually became brave enough to submit this piece, and I was fortunate enough to have this poem published, in the Geelong Writers Inc, Anthology of 2017.


‘Til Death Do Us Part


She’s there, in that tall pale building of brick.

Where the Nightingales care and tend to the sick.

She’s there, away from home and her comforting bed.

Where the Doctors try to fix the endless ills, from her head.


She’s there, her absence, reminds me of future plights.

Where my anxieties for her well being, endure her fight.

She’s there, I need to visit her, all day, and every night.

Where the distance to reach her soul, is out of sight.


She’s there, I’m wondering about that far away dome.

Where her lost personal affection, would leave her all alone.

She’s there, in those misty clouds, with church bells ringing.

Where she’s near to the sombre sounds, of angels singing.


She’s there, her constant pain, remains tight in my heart.

Now I’m convinced, like I said, at the very start.

There’s no place like home, for her gathering dark.

And I promise to her, again, ’til death do us part.




Ivor Steven (c)  2012

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G'day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I've been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

57 thoughts on “‘Til Death Do Us Part”

    1. awww…. the poem’s 8 years old now….. and I still get teary when I read it…. mainly because the poem reminds of how gracious she was, and how she still smiled at right ’til the end…. 🧡💙

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  1. You know I’m reaching for the tissues to wipe the tears, Dear Friend!

    Your poem is so powerful and poignant…one of your best. But I know the emotions that enveloped with you when you wrote it were immense, surely overwhelming.

    Carole is with you and smiling at you. I bet she is SO proud that your poems help so many people! 🙂

    Those anniversaries of a death can be so difficult…but let the tears flow, smile at the good memories, and rest in Carole’s love! 🙂
    (((HUGS))) ❤

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    1. Thank you Carolyn…. yes I’ll be smiling over this remembrance weekend, …. Carole always smiled, no matter how tough things were going for…… so I’ll be smiling with her ‘everlasting smile’, looking over my shoulder….😂😄

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  2. Ivor, lots of hugs. Sunday will be a beautiful day when you remember with a smile all the good times both of you spent together. Beautiful, heartfelt verse… it can’t be anything less when you write about Carole! 🤗💙🌷

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      1. Thank you Punam, I bought the flowers yesterday, in case the florists wasn’t open today…. These are strange times.. we have to adapt and do our best… 😊🤔💕

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  3. Ivor, this is beautiful. A wonderful tribute to the love you shared. It touches me on on many levels–having lost my own wife to a devastating illness– I understand

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      1. I hope you are coping Ok Annette… it’s taken me a while, but the last few years I’m handling myself better ….. And thank you, I do have something organised for myself…..((Hugs))

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      2. Thank you, Ivor. I am coping well. I’ve made a number of mistakes over the last 5 years, but it feels as if the fog is lifting–slowly–but lifting.

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