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Until We Meet Again…

It was a room full of people,

But I felt all alone,

I stood there & stared in disbelief,

My only son was gone…

 

So many dreams you took with you,

so many hopes were shattered,

so many nights of mid-night hunger pangs

my house, once full of chatter.

 

You took with you my brightest smile,

my will to live,

my reason to die

Your vacant room lies undisturbed,

I do not have the strength to curb

the stinging pain i feel within,

when I see the lawn chair you’re not in.

 

You’re study room with your favorite reads

the wooden shelves,

the golden beads,

that you once collected to adorn a frame,

a family portrait,

gently engraved with the family name.

 

Your favorite ride,

now, covered in cloth

reminds me of the time,

when you & I both,

rode to the market ,

to buy your favorite shirt,

the color was a deep blue,

your wide grin was it’s real worth.

 

It’s not just me,

but my flowers too,

that miss the boy who came by once a week,

Now they stare in empty space,

they’re lonely & too sad to speak.

 

 

The kitchen , I must say

misses you the most

’cause that’s where you made,

your famous sourdough toast.

 

Going back to that dreadful day,

when lifeless,

in the living room you lay.

I stared at you,

my hands at the rim,

of that God forsaken coffin,

that held my sleeping son inside,

my life, my joy, my heart, my pride.

 

I question God ‘most everyday,

why was it you,

not I that lay.

But such is the work of fate my son,

it shakes the faith of everyone.

 

There’s lot’s to tell

& lot’s to share,

that I no longer can retain.

I must hold my peace,

it’s good bye for now,

until we meet again…

 

 

 

 

 

 

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4 Comments »

  1. Beautiful note….. I had tears in my eyes with each line I read further Very sensitive indeed.
    Way to go for you…. All the best!!

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