Love's Rain Falls

For. Beautiful Beth my granddaughter

ma petite fleur
in darkest of nights
i hear your tears

jack boots trample
the spring flowers of
your heart

your sobs are my pain
your broken chains
touch the core of me

love can be cruel
striking with a serrated knife
you bleed butcher red

for the first time
and unlikely the last
love's rain falls

love's rain falls

Reviews

[Neville]

Beth is a very lucky young woman indeed .. I am sure she will learn quick, after all, she has an excellent mentor ....................................... it wasn't that many years ago I scribbled something very similar for my own petite fleur, who married this very June :)

[Chris Shaw]

How lovely Neville. A family wedding and I bet you did a grand job of giving your daughter away. Ma petite fleur is recovering well from her heartbreak. She now thinks he was a tosser and I am inclined to agree with her :)

[Carola]

ah yes, those teenage years of falling in & out of love, or unrequited love, we all go through it, & hopefully with additional wisdom & life experience.
cheerio carola

[Chris Shaw]

She is healing after the initial heartbreak. Hard on a watcher's ete, but all part of life's rich tapestry. Thanks Carola.

Chris

[Chris Shaw]

Oops typos. Should be 'eye', sorry.

[Ted Kniffen]

I suppose only one who has experienced their own bout with break-up can appreciate it when another also suffers. It is the end of the world ... you don't understand ...

Grandparents don't know what its like ...

as if we have not been in their shoes ...

But history repeats and only the names have changed.

Good one Chris ... a bit of a departure from your usual bits ... I like it.

Ted

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Ted, really appreciate your thoughts. Thanks for stopping by. Hope all is good with you.read moreThank you Ted, really appreciate your thoughts. Thanks for stopping by. Hope all is good with you.

Chris

[Laz K.]

Your granddaughter is fortunate to have such a grandmother that understands, and can emphatise on such a profound level. One's own pain is so much more easily borne than that of a loved one. "Love's rain" is a great metaphor, by the way. At least we knwow that nothing lasts: neither love, not the pain one feels when love is gone.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Laz for stopping by. I appreciate very much your thoughts. All good wishes.

Chris

[Karli]

"your sobs are my pain
your broken chains
touch the core of me"
This line gave me goosebumps, as if that broken chain brushed against my skin. The empathy is conveyed so well here. I hope healing comes for your granddaughters heart.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Karli for your understanding review. Your thoughts are appreciated.

Chris

[andrew mitchell]

You really feel for loved ones who have had their hearts broken. It’s a cruel world but if it’s not right better to know earlier. Nice writing Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Wise words Andrew. She will heal in time I know. Difficult to watch her upset all the sane. Thank you for your thoughts.

Chris

[lightsong]

Really moving dear Chris. When You see someone You love in pain specially those You feel you are responsible for them You wish You are in pain instead of them, still knowing it's their journey and knowing the future filled with gifts and unfolding in front of them, all what You can offer is your love, the heart, the ears, the kindness and care. I hope your beloved Beth will get over soon of her situation healed and healthy. sending her so much warmth and healing lights✨

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your lovely thoughts lightsong filled with warmth abd kindness. You are a gem.

Chris

[Fran Marie]

Awhh; yes, those first heartaches
from heartbreakers are filled with
many tears ..time will wash away
those hurtful feelings of love..
Would that we could absorb those
tears for them..but it's meant to
be as they will learn from them

[Chris Shaw]

All part of the learning curve Fran. Pity it is so painful to witness. Thanks for stopping by.

Vhris

[Relic]

I have no grandchildren, yet I know that the pain of a grandchild is the pain of a mother and grandmother. The bond is too strong not to recognize the pain.

Nice poem, Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Tim, she lives with us. So right about those bonds. Hard to witness her upset. Really appreciate your thoughts.

Chris

[Fabian G. Franklin]

As we grow older we seem to weather the storms more sturdily. I feel like an ancient bristlecone pine that lives inside its knurled and twisted trunk only because its heart is too stubborn to die. It hurts to see these young folks suffer; we love them and wish we could bear all their suffering for them, being better prepared by life to weather the tempest. But alas, we cannot. We can only offer our wisdom and experience to guide them and hope for the best. Your love and dedication shine pure and bright here. Beautiful in the expressions proffered. Tenderly, F.

[Chris Shaw]

So right Fabian, it is difficult to witness her hurt at the moment. It's all part of life's rich tapestry and she will learn from it, but it's not pleasant. Thank you for your understanding.

Chris