In A Loved Ones Face

In A Loved Ones Face

A Poem by Barbara Walker

We hurry and we scurry,

stressing others and ourselves,

speeding through life,

as if it were a race,

never taking time to see God

in a loved ones face.

12/30/02

© 2013 Barbara Walker


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The truth of life and ican say "REALITY OF LIFE'"IS this, do you have some more copy's of this write, ?
if yes, then plz..send it to me via mail...don't forget...lol
lovely penned, i can imagine what you wanted to say.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Words of wisdom.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Barbara Walker

11 Years Ago

Thank you once again for your kind review!
This is very true, we need to slow down, take it easy and spend time with loved ones. This was short but said alot!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Barbara Walker

11 Years Ago

Thank you so much!
A beautiful and true poem. We need to stop. Spend time with the people we love. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 11 Years Ago


Barbara Walker

11 Years Ago

Thank you!
I am not religious in any way, but I do understand the profound meaning of loosing faith and not taking the time to witness more of life. We all tend to race through life. That is the problem with living in the modern world. Everything happens at an accelerated pace and we loose touch with the deeper meaning of life.

I like the structure, short and sweet. It gets to the point. Fast and perfunctory. Encapsulating what our lives are like these days.

Kind Regards,
Jake

Posted 11 Years Ago


Barbara Walker

11 Years Ago

Thank you, Jake, for the kind review.
i really enjoyed this; in fact, i read it over several times before i knew what i wanted to say. the rhymes are not forced but occur as if the poetess were speaking. friends- i am sure -are tired of hearing me say that life is too short and this poem says the same thing to me. and she has to be talking about adults; i am a preschool teacher who learned in my first year of teaching that children take their time, enjoy one another, and eagerly look for each other wherever they may be. oh, that we should be like the children.
thank you for sharing this with me. {one little thought: no apostrophe needed on 'others' in the second line./nor a comma after God (my personal perference on the last)}

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Barbara Walker
Barbara Walker

Lake Havasu City, AZ



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I am retired from the Postal Service. I find I write poetry to help myself through difficult times and I have written many poems in response to the chronic pain I've been living with for over 30 year.. more..

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