Pins and needles
The beginning of eternity,
The end of time and space,
The beginning of every end,
And the end of every place.
-The Guess Book (c. 1820)
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Pins and needles
This was really heartfelt, and I will share this with my friends.
My dad was never around. He was too busy doing drugs.
I'm sorry for your loss, and I know exactly how you feel. Someone took my son's life on June 5, 2014, for five dollars. I also am tired of hearing all that stuff. I just want my son back. He was only 24, and he has a daughter he will never get to see grow up. It's just not fair.
My best friend and I were supposed to go to the same middle school, but they changed the zones, so now I have to go there without her. I understand your pain.
I can relate. I've waited so long. I only want someone to care enough to look and take away my mask and see me for who I am. I've waited so long, but I've honestly given up.
It is a very beautiful poem. I really like the work, and the title suits the poem perfectly.
I gave birth to my son, David Andrew, who was born asleep on January 16, 1990. I, still to this day, grieve for him immensely. I did poems to try and express the terrible loss and the madness and turmoil I felt. It helped a little, but no matter how long since the loss of losing our much wanted child, the thoughts of that day will always be with us.
I was looking for some poems for my 12-year-old daughter, and I bumped upon this poem. A great poem and reflection of the feelings of a teenage girl. I say this because I see my daughter passing through the same feelings every single day. Probably the problem is on us - elders. We want her to be the way we want - not knowing what she might want. "Don't do this," "Do that," "What will people say?" As parents, we are independent but why don't we let our kids be independent? Perhaps the reason is our hopes to see them in a big way, perhaps it is our fear inside not to let them do the same mistake that we did when we were young! This poem moved me. And I promise to make amendments. Instead of correcting my only child, I will try to correct myself.
I just lost my husband May 5, 2018. My life is so empty now. I stay up all night because I just don't want to lay without him there beside me. I'm lost, I'm broken. We were together for 30 years. I'm ready to join him. Just waiting for God to call me to be with my love again.
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