Dark Poetry #4 |
Tears for Mom |
Masked Intruder
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since 1999-05-23
Posts 1231Near golden sunsets |
I felt the rain slide down a chin that trembled still to mix with salted drops. The sugar coating washed away, sweetening the mud that splashed dark contrast to the green. "She's with God now," Dad said, eyes screaming questions at his Father, "She will always watch over you." My own questions surged, the turbulence nearly overwhelming an already precarious balance. Child's eyes blinked upward into the rain, searching expectantly for Mom's face in the clouds. The insurmountable distance blurred into possibility by wind whipped rain and an expression of untried sadness. A grownup hand on my shoulder, a gentle guide toward shelter, leaving Dad alone by the grave. His tears were for Mom; mine were, too. Grandpa couldn't help but smile when I asked if God was crying, too. -*-*- |
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lanaia74 Member
since 2006-08-25
Posts 67 |
This really hit home! I lost my mom when I was eight! VERY well done! |
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cherrys_rule Member
since 2006-03-18
Posts 442 |
I never lost my mom, but she had lost hers in 2000. I know she was very upset and very much depressed. I don't know how it feels, I'm really sorry though. I hope you feel some what better though. May God Bless you with all your trobles. Courtney |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Philip, I don't know how this was missed by me or anyone else for so long... Your words touched an inner peace inside of me. Having lost my Father and sister within years of one another...I watched my Mother's tears held back, as were mine, to stand strong for the others in the family. They would come later, when least expected. Thank you for the post and for the newer response which brought you notice. M |
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