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08 Friday Oct 2021
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09 Friday Oct 2020
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For Mom, my guardian angel…
Subtle little clues
You like to leave behind
To let me know you’re with me
Making it easier to find
Boxes filled with memories
Clothes, once hung upon the door
Are now laying in the hallway
Where you’ve put them, on the floor
You really needn’t show me
I can feel your presence near
Reminding me to be careful
Of the many treasures here
I’ve wrapped them up in paper
Placed them gently, as not to break
Packed up everything I could
Oh, how my heart does ache
Yet, in very quiet moments,
When I am in your home,
I can hear you whisper
“You’ll never be alone”
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10 Thursday Sep 2020
Posted Poetry
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Hard to believe you’re gone three months already….miss you more every day. Love you, Mom ❤ …til we see each other again.
Passing the hours, thinking
How could this be?
So much left to do, yet
You’re not here with me.
Life is a funny thing, really
It catches you off guard
But you find, you can’t laugh
Why is it, life’s so hard?
Days all muddled together
Feels like I’m stuck in a hole
Shoveling dirt out of my brain
Is beginning to take its toll
It’s not too long til I’m 60
Though I find no reason to celebrate
The days just aren’t the same
Since you left, on that June date
But you would tell me otherwise
Life is worth living, you’d say
Try as I might, the sorrow is real
And tomorrow, just another day
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14 Tuesday Jan 2020
Posted Poetry
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She scolds me when I’m stupid
Though she’ll never use the word
It’s simply by, the look in her eye
That proves no words need be heard
I acknowledge with an uneasy sigh
But, somehow, it never soaks in
She looks at me and wonders why
I’d rather sink, than swim.
Things ingrained into me
From so very long ago
Are sorely hard to leave behind
For my own good, I need to, though
So I never let another
Drain my life, oh, how I’ve tried
As hard as I try to fight it
A part of me has died
To leave it in the past, tis true
I must heed what I am told
By one much younger than me
Who, with a simple hug, enfolds
Bringing comfort to my weary heart
Breathing life into my soul
My daughter shares her life-force
The thing from me, another stole…
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30 Thursday May 2019
Posted May Writing, Poetry
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Children are full of expectations
Except, they never get their way
A mother looks for explanations
Except, she doesn’t know what to say
A father looks at his son as his twin
Except, the son moves on, despite
To build a life with a wife, who adores him
Except, when he always thinks he’s right
Each looks at the other, from different points of view
Except, no one really knows, what the right thing is, to do
May Writing Prompts – Great Exceptions – Day 30/31
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