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ken206573 Member
since 2008-10-14
Posts 487 |
it was past 10pm, yet i stayed in the woods, waiting for you. papa was calling me from the distance, yet i did not move, hoping you come soon. the sky was losing its light, but the moon took its place, still he calls, but i wait. its getting cold, papa comes to me, saying come home but i wait to see. he looks to me with a face, and he sighs, then sit to my right. i waited until 12am, my heart was breaking, too much that has been taking. as we head out the woods, the sky was shining bright, my papa holds me tight. as we watched you dance across the sky, warm like your heart, beautiful like the stars. we head home, its pass my bed time, but i had you just for the night. i will see you soon, whatever it takes, i will wait for you. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
its pass my bed time, but i had you just for the night. This is heartbreaking... I was a teenager when I lost my mom... even then, it was hard to comprehend and accept. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Ken, What can I say? I believe that poetry is supposed to touch the reader and bring that person in to dance with the words. Does that make sense? You did that, Ken. I sat at your side and wished with you (and for you). I am moved. Alison |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Oh, this is so deeply poignant, dear Ken. Your words are very very beautiful. I think your Mother is dancing within your heart. Love, Margherita  |
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