missing my parents todayA Poem by marilyn 1225Thanksgiving ,when one is on the journey to death , brings poignant memories, regrets, and most of all love
the importance of my parents
this thanksgiving weekend: i think about them as i do every day but miss them more i wanted them to know that i am a grandmother i wanted them to see the blonde haired, brown eyed little beauties i wanted to talk to them ,to tell them about my current life explain my sorrows past , present and future i wanted to talk about their own lives more than they shared when they were alive i wanted to cry to hug and to comfort all at the same time no dad here to protect me from mean comments or gossip , to come to my defense no mom to tell me '' dont worry'' you will meet someone no mom to be by my bedside when ill or to go with me shopping , especially for the white wedding gown of my youth no dad to say to me at seven in the morningn'' rise and shine'' time to go out for breakfast no dad to play his opera , jazz and classical music in our home no dad to go to the library with , to the city with, for fun, and to Understand how this world works to be savy , skeptical, and also ,most loving no dad to watch do the nytimes cross word puzzles in ink outdoors on a Sunday morning with his cigar in his mouth and no mom -- no mom the ultimate love the sustainer of our family marilyn nepp sturner nov 25, 2017
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1 Review Added on November 25, 2017 Last Updated on November 28, 2017 Authormarilyn 1225Aboutwas a teacher for years, love books, love art work and swimming I live in NJersey and write free style poems not always with rhyme my friend Dara recommended this site more..Writing
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