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If I could pause the hands of time,
I'd mend the past, restore its rhyme.
I’d wipe away tears, unsay the pain,
elude the storm clouds, esc..
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Dear self, I really wish I knew the way
To gather the pieces of you that went astray,
To cradle your hurt, make you feel whole, ̷..
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I began this poem shortly after my son passed away in Dec of ‘21 but am just now really “finishing” it. Hope you enjoy.
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I do NOT take credit for this piece. This was written and shared with me by my daughter, Morgan, who granted me permission to share here. Written abou..
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- Unable to halt this slow motion - my entire world crumbling apart.
- I instantly whisper to myself, “this ,too, shall pass,” but how ..
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A kind of “response” sort of poem/other half of my previous piece titled- Dear Son
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To my 1st love, my 1st born, my 1st vision of TRUE LOVE. I’m broken since you’ve gone…I love and miss you, Jakob.
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For my son...I hope you finally find your peace...and when I get there, I find you waiting...I love you.
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- this unforeseen juncture, forced its way into my life, leaving me only to discover I was now solitary, lost... unknowingly, I abandoned some things ..
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- I part my lips to speak...disconnected emotions, massive and largely profound. If you only knew the amounts of tears that fell down my cheeks, from..
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