Hold On

 

Holding onto yesterday,

I see you slipping from my hands.

I reach for you but lose my grip

against the cold and shifting sand.

Your look, your thoughts, are not mine,

they keep changing with the tide.

I breathe you in, you breathe me out,

all these feelings I hold inside.

I am drowning in my emotions,

feeling empty and forlorn.

I fear the world will swallow you whole

 where family ties are worn.

But be strong my dear, don’t falter

through the waning of the moon.

As sure as the sun rises in the morning,

            love will find us soon.     

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

I wrote this about my daughter when she was going through a very rough patch.

Reviews

[B. Boileau]

Very emotional piece. Shows the care taken of an extra large heart of the author. Beautifully written.
bill

[Dara]

Thank you again Bill. My children are my heart and I wear it too often on my sleeve but they don't seem to mind :-) So wonderful of you to stop by and read my poetry.

[Einstein Noodle]

i was a little confused about speaker and subject .. then read your note and it all makes sense .. first three lines for me are especially brilliant .. sound wisdom .. how the past can haunt us and steal away lives bit by bit .. love the pic of our Lord ..faith is our rock .. and funny thing is (at least for me) we don't hold nor obtain it .. we collapse on it ;)
E.
ps. your daughter is lucky to have such a strong and wise mom .. i hope she is flourishing now :)

[Dara]

I can see where the poem could do just that. I remember at the time my emotions were all over the place. She is doing much better, though, thank you! And you are so right, we often don't just hold on, we do collapse! That image is now planted in my mind, love it.

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ........

[charlie]

Before arriving at the author's note, I thought amnesia, and age related dementia - a haunting agony that begs so hard for the enduring love of carers.

[Dara]

Yes, it really could speak to those afflictions as well, maybe even more so. Thank you so much for your thought provoking review!

[Droc]

I think it's beautiful! Where have all of your other poems gone? Did you delete? I am looking forward to reading them. My secret garden needs watering. I love the gentleness in your poems.

[Dara]

Your words warm my heart. Yes, the garden just needed a little tending but is up and running again.

[Bare Trees]

Impressive and well done. Not overdone and rhyming was splendid.

[Dara]

Thank you Tim. This poem came to me suddenly and almost seemed to write itself. I do appreciate you taking the time to read and comment.

[Bare Trees]

You're welcome.