You smile
But it does not reach your eyes
Are we thinking of the same thing?
I know,
the pain throbs and it makes you cry.
I wouldn’t say I know how it feels
losing a beloved dad.
I was in the same boat years ago.
And I still remember the days
he was around.
We dream
We reminisce
We remember
The old days are gone
But deep within
We’ll treasure them and will turn back
To those moments
When they were so near.
We could barely touch the wounds inside
But they remind us always,
Love would lead us there
Somehow.
Nice work, Arlene, and something we can all relate too.
Best wishes, Pete.
(I just sent that ‘John’s’ comment on my blog into Spam. It’s just a selling site)
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Oh, WordPress approved it. Thanks, will look into this.
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Just removed it too.
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Beautiful
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Thanks!
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I felt pain in your words. I know exactly how it feels. Though it is sad, it is brilliantly written.
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Thank you so much!
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Even when we have had the same experience it is hard to share that. Your poem does a good job.
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Thanks Elizabeth.
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it is good to remember, Arlene. it is painful but a good pain. regards. 🙂
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Thank you Wilma. I wrote this for a friend, our neighbor, (her father) has just died last Friday because of heart attack.
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so sad. my condolences.
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Thanks 🙂
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Beautifully worded Arlene, and I related to your
heartfelt poem, as many of will too. 😊
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Coming from a pro, I’m glad you like it Ivor. Thank you so much!
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