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Michael G
Senior Member

since 2000-06-25

Posts 579
Nashville

0 posted 2000-12-08 05:50 AM

I could sit for hours under the stars
listening in silent rapture
to the sound of my grand father
as he told me of lost stories and dreams.
He had come from Ireland at 18
on a frieghter to escape and begin
in a land that would swollow him
and test his will at being human.
To me he was my Da, my own hero
the one who would save my soul
in faithfull resonance of a heart
that would surround me in times of need.
Of tales told of a youth
of dreamy walks along rivers lost to him
in a land as green as his eye's
that would whisper his name.
His hands could cover my pain
taking the thoughts of hate away
giving me a peace I had wished to know
though never really could understand.
I remember the last time I held him
a fragment of the man I had known
wasted by time and space
he still held me captive by his voice.
And late at night, when I allow my mind
to wonder over those hills of green
I can hear my Da calling to me
holding his hand out to walk,
amongst the stars created for him.

[This message has been edited by Michael G (edited 12-08-2000).]

Aimster
Member Elite

since 2000-02-19

Posts 4297
Charlotte, NC

1 posted 2000-12-08 11:19 AM

great poem!! and wonderful tribute to your
grandpa...he sounds like a very special man
and i am glad you shared him here with us.
God bless you and take care!
excellent write...
~amy~

rosepetals25

Member Elite

since 2000-05-31

Posts 3076
PA

2 posted 2000-12-08 11:35 AM

Michael,

A beautiful tribute

. I'm sure grandfather is honored with your words of love as he watches over you.

~~Tara aka rp25 :o)

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

3 posted 2000-12-08 12:03 PM

His hands could cover my pain
taking the thoughts of hate away
giving me a peace I had wished to know
though never really could understand.
I remember the last time I held him
a fragment of the man I had known
wasted by time and space
he still held me captive by his voice.
And late at night, when I allow my mind
to wonder over those hills of green
I can hear my Da calling to me
holding his hand out to walk,
amongst the stars created for him.
===================
my oh my I do so love the way you write
a wonderful tribute Michael...written from your soul ...
take care gifted green eyed poet
jm

I looked into the sky for my anthem
The words and music came through
But words and music can never touch the beauty that I've seen
Looking into you

Denise

Moderator

Member Seraphic

since 1999-08-22

Posts 22648

4 posted 2000-12-10 06:56 PM

Tender and beautifully expressed, Michael!

Denise

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