Remembering

By , Carlsbad, CA
One last word and hug: I love you my dear
A moment more, and he’s no longer here
So much he will be missed, that much is clear
At the grave, her eyes shrouded in a blear
All the consolations she can barely hear
Rolling down her cheek, sorrowful is the tear
All the times they shared; the memories are near
Forgetting them is what she will fear,
Though in her heart, among grief and drear
Is where his presence will always inhere.





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Gr8ful said...
Oct. 28, 2009 at 1:34 pm
Your words made me think of loss and love. To grieve is a gift it means we loved and were loved. Such a beautiful poem. You are wise beyond your years.
 
greyhead said...
Oct. 22, 2009 at 8:53 pm
A beautiful poem with much tenderness and compassion and love.
 
akmjm said...
Oct. 19, 2009 at 8:33 pm
This is amazing! It really touched me. Fabulous job!!
 
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