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CAN I EVER LET GO?
A poem I wrote for my brother who passed away too early. I can never let go.
Can I ever let go of your touch?
At night, I dream of your fingers.
I can’t believe I miss you so much.
Your touch through my hair still lingers.
Can I ever let go of your eyes?
With great pride, you watched me grow.
I dearly pray for one last surprise.
You will return to me, I know.
Can I ever let go of my hopes?
My wishes won’t come true.
But I still cling to my fervent hopes
Of one day seeing you.
Can I ever let go of you?
To my dear, older brother,
My answer is ‘no’ to you.
You were more than a brother.
You helped my mother raise me.
You provided light for her blind eyes.
You’ll always be the best of me
Until the day I close my own eyes.

AUTHOR BIO:
I have always loved to read. Agatha Christie, Alistair Maclean, Robert Ludlum, and other authors filled my young imagination with intrigue and mystery. When I wasn’t reading late into the night, the TV shows such as Murder She Wrote and Columbo, entertained me with murder and suspense tales.
Over the years, my taste in TV expanded to include such shows as Supernatural and The Originals. I searched for paranormal, murder mysteries, but found few at the library or bookstore. So, I wrote one.
The Dead Game, Book One of The Dead Game series, brings fantasy and surrealism to the classic murder mystery with dead bodies, suspects, and clues. It offers vampires, vampire derivatives, and a touch of romance to spice the motley mix.
The story continues in Book Two, Prey for The Dead, as The Dead vampires use an exclusive club in Disney World to infiltrate the rich and famous. As The Dead grow in power, not even the bright sunshine of Florida can weaken them. Linda and her friends join forces with human vampires–known as hybrids–to defeat the evil threatening to control Oasis. A masquerade ball and a romp through the tunnels beneath the town lead to a showdown in southern Florida’s swamps.
The Dead At Heart is Shana’s love story. Will her love for William strengthen, or will Sam lead her on a different path? At Chateau Frontenac in Quebec, Shana and her fearless friends fight for Oasis and their lives.
A career in writing has been a giant leap for me. Accustomed to the number-crunching field of budgeting and the hectic commodity markets, I left my first career and M.B.A. in Finance behind to pursue my dream. I do not regret my foray into literature for one moment. Fellow authors helped me make my way through the competitive field. I write every day and even tried my hand at poetry. If someone tells you it’s too late in life to try something different, they are wrong. It is never too late to follow your heart.
BOOK ON TOUR:

William’s bite bonded Shana to him, but he didn’t ask her to mate with him for life. She isn’t ready for a lifetime commitment. Now, William excludes her from his vampire meetings. Shana understands he’s an original vampire with immense powers. For them to be a couple, he has to treat as an equal partner. If William doesn’t respect her, then what are their chances of finding happiness?
Shana speaks to Linda, her best friend, of her fears.
“Paradise is an illusion.” Shana’s face grows heated as her frustration mounts. “Oasis is a haven for vampires. I’m tired of their battles. The Watchers get rid of an evil group of vamps, and another group arrives and attacks. It’s a vicious cycle. Vampires are trouble.”
“We will have a happy ending.” Linda lifts her head. “Don’t lose faith. The Watchers will protect us, and Gregg has an elite force of original vampires.” She touches Shana’s arm. “William loves you; he won’t let something happen to you.”
“The vampires keep secrets from us.” Shana swallows the lump in her throat. “I don’t want to live with vamps anymore, and I need time to decide on my relationship with William. One minute, I’m suffocating, and then the next, I’m lost without him.”
As a new enemy descends on Oasis, Florida, Shana turns to Sheriff Sam, who broke her heart. Can she trust the human-vampire?
This begins Shana’s journey to fight vampires and werewolves with Sam at her side.
An explosion at Chateau Frontenac in Quebec doesn’t stop Shana and her friends from saving their town, and maybe even the world.
SOCIAL MEDIA LINKS:
Twitter handle: @SusanneLeist
Facebook URL: https://www.facebook.com/susanne.leist.98
Website address: https://www.susanneleist.com/
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Susanne, I was touched by this lovely tribute to your brother. Thank you for sharing this with us.
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Beautiful memories, Susanne. We aways remember. Thanks for hosting, Shirley.
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Thanks Flossie for joining the conversation.
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Susanne, that told me so much about you. Thank you for sharing that tribute to your sibling via poetry.
Shirley, awesome-tastic host!
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Hi Nonnie. Thank you for stopping by. I always enjoy your company.
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Hi Susanne, I was touched by your tribute to your brother xxx
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Thank you, Shirley, for hosting Susanne. The poem is gorgeous and weeps on the page, Susanne. Your love for him and the hole his death left in your life is heartbreaking. It’s inspiring that you are sharing this with us.
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Wanda thank you for being here. Your words are so uplifting.
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Thank you, Wanda, for your kind words. I still weep for him.
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What a beautiful poem and a great tribute to your brother, Susanne! Your words are so full of raw emotion. Great job! Thank you for hosting today, Shirley!
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Hi Jan. It is my pleasure to host Susanne today and your support is what makes it successful.
I’m glad you are here.
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Thank you, Jan. I think about my brother every day. My life lost part of its luster the day he died.
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Yvette I agree with you about Suzanne’s poem. It could have been me writing about my brother that I think about every day.
Nice job Susanne.
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Thank you, Shirley, for hosting my tour today. I’m sorry for your loss. He must have been a special brother like mine.
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What a heartfelt poem, Susanne! The love for your brother pours through each line. I’m sorry that you lost him too early.
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Yvette, thanks for stopping by and sharing your thoughts.
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Thank you, Yvette. I lost my brother when I was 22, and he was 33 years old. We lost our best years together.
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I’m sure you treasure the memories made in those 22 years. Virtual hugs heading your way. 🙂
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Hi Susanne. I’m glad to be hosting you today. Enjoy your tour.
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