Hear, hear. I couldn't agree more. Excellent poem. Very best wishes, Ann.
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You are really correct Rosalin, the way he described the life of a fisherman, the continuous effort and sacrifice to stand independent, and the powerful smile used, make the poem a classic one. Best wishes, J.C.E
I know you posted this many years ago and I'm a bit late. But may I suggest the books Letters to the Lost and More than you can Tell, both by Brigid Kemmerer. I haven't personally gone through abuse but I have emotional trauma caused by a member in my family. Those books among others have instilled hope in my life.
I don't know if they accurately portray abuse but I hope they help.
Yes indeed this poem has a strong emotional impact on me . It brings tears to my eyes
Because of :
Who shall we turn to Lord ?
You Alone is the Way, the Truth and Eternal Life
- May this prayer helps all those that are lost and grieving in this hard world
God is the only ANSWER.
This is a beautifully written piece with a profound message. Best wishes, J.C.E
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This is a beautifully written piece with a profound message. Best wishes, J.C.E
Thank you, Antionette! For you nice
comment on my poem.
You are really correct Beryl, no matter what or how long love last, love will always to be treasured part of our future and past.
Hi Ann, like you I also lost my soulmate, I still feel her presence today, I do believe they are looking over us, God bless you.
My classmate passed away last month in a accident. He was only 15 years old, same age as me. Nobody understands me and my friends get annoyed at me when I talk about him. Nobody understands the hurt I feel and my heart cries every day for him but I cannot cry because I have no tears left. I will never forget him and I can't tell anyone that I loved him so much. I never realized that I loved him until now that he is gone. He was so kind to everybody. and now he's gone. Nobody understands me, and I don't know what to do, because I am very depressed and I don't think anyone in my family realizes it. I just have to walk around, pretending that everything is ok and I'm fine, but I'm not. I'm so broken inside. I feel so weak because I can't fight against my depression. I've had it since I was 8 and it's just getting worse. But I don't dare tell anyone because they will think that I've gone crazy, because nobody knows what my real self is. They think I am the happiest person in the world.
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