Letters

Letters

A Poem by Leanne Conway

I know writing letters to a person unable to read them
Seems a little odd to everyone, even me
But yet I say the things that I'm writing
And it's just doesn't sound right to hear them out loud
But when I read them on a piece of paper
In blank ink pen where there is no eraser
My heart skips a beat and I feel alive
It lets me know that it'll always be there

My life is quite broken
The chains the hold my world together
Seem to be rusting away
My walls that I put up to keep safe
They're cracking in places I can't reach
I'm standing on a stepping stool
Watching it all crash down around me
Waves of emotions I ran from for years
Are drowning me

Every time I close my eyes 
I go back to a day in my life I'll never forget
That day I learned that nothing lasts forever
I listened my brothers cry for the first time
They weren't crying out of fear
They were crying out anger and sadness
As I sat there and looked at the tv screen
I saw a picture that I wish I never saw
It was me and my father on a train in Busch gardens
That picture was next to words
"Man murdered in Jessup, MD"

I sit in my lawn chair outside everyday
I talk to a man in the clouds
I know that he can't respond to me
But I know that he can hear me
I know that he can see me
I know that if he could he would hug me
The man in the clouds that I talk to everyday
Is a man that I call father still to this day
He might have died nine years ago
But his memory lives on through me and family

So as I sit down to write this letter
To a man who won't be able to read it
I'll just fold it up and place on his grave
In hope that someone does
And that they'll pass on this note
"No matter where that person might be,
Spoken words to them might not be enough,
So grab a pen and a few sheets of paper
Date it and sign it so everyone knows
That you have hope that it will read someday"

© 2014 Leanne Conway


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A sad and beautiful poem. Letters are precious. Become more valuable with time. I like the flow of thoughts leading to the ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Leanne Conway
Leanne Conway

Glen Burnie, MD



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