A Son's Love

My Granddad passed away, and my father was having a hard time dealing with his pain. He sent me a poem he wrote and asked me to "work my magic" haha. This is my magic.

A Son’s Love

 

 

To feel the memory of a day gone cold,

With lights finally letting go of a man so bold.

Still wanted to feel joy, but my eyes yet know

That you going leaves me here without your mold.

 

Knowing the whispers of younger days,

With laughs and gifts of peaceful rays,

Will from now be bitter sweet

Causing thoughts of memories liven better ways.

 

Time is in the yesterday.

 Where is the heart?

 Uncertain to fly away or play it smart.

Yours is given to gentle souls that know no pain,

 But those left here still remain.

 

One of these Days will never come,

A broken promise.

 Man, I was so young.  

 

Back to so many times we laughed and drank

The trust of the music, plus the sickly whiskey, must have lifted us,

But still our lonely hearts sank.

 

Time is in the yesterday.

 Where is the heart? 

Sell it to the whiskey or play it smart?

Yours is with gentle souls that feel no more pain.

 The pain of us missing you still remains.

Author's Note

Please enjoy :)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good poem written. Hard to write a complete life in one poem. You will need many. Lost of your father. Hard sadness to know. You did well and thank you for sharing your words and your thoughts. A worthwhile poem.
Coyote

[Soundz]

Thank you Coyote!
Glad to see your still writing!

[Coyote Poetry]

I can't stop and you are welcome my friend.