Today was the day

Today was the day

A Poem by Nicole Besche Buckley
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Today was the day*
 
Today was the day
that should have determined the next eighteen years of my life.
Today was the day
that should have been my greatest experience ever.
Today was the day
I should never be able to replace.
 
And it was…
 
Today was the day
You would tell me you love me.
Today was the day
that would make all the other days worthwhile.
Today was the day
where I would finally understand how you feel.
 
And it wasn’t…
But it was…
 
Because you told me you loved me one time
and I made up my mind.
I don’t regret it
but I’ll never forget it.
I shouldn’t have too
just because you do.
 
Today was the day
I went to the nursery just to see.
Today was the day
I saw some students who had come to the nursery to see that
Today was the day
one of their friends had the day I should have had.
 
And that’s what it was…
 
So if I’m tense or changeable, bitchy or whatever else you call me
when you don’t understand, don’t care to,
stop and think about the date
before you judge me too harshly.
Stop and think about the things you didn’t think about before
and will probably never think of again.
 
Today was the day…
Or it should have been
 
*For TSEBF, who will never know that today should have been his – October 5, 2005

© 2008 Nicole Besche Buckley


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A sad and powerful poem. Love give us test. You did well in this poem. Well written and a powerful story to be told.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is beautiful work..so emotional. I assume were discussing abortion here. Something that is close to my heart. My poor lil baby boy was almost a victim..thank god I was 2 broke..he later saved my life during the pregnancy..Id be dead now if it wasnt for my baby boy!
PEACE n INK

Posted 17 Years Ago



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Nicole Besche Buckley
Nicole Besche Buckley

Jefferson City, MO



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This is the part where I stop knowing what to say... Just looking for a little catharsis and maybe respect in a cruel world. The word is my life, whether it be written or sung. They say music sooth.. more..

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