Thanks so much Ann for your comment and I'm so happy you enjoyed it.
Another wonderful poem. Well done, very best wishes, Ann.
When my 18 yr old sister was killed 45 years ago someone gave me a copy of this. I have made copies of this and given them to people I know who have lost someone. It gives me comfort when I read it. Until now I had no idea who wrote it just that it is beautiful and comforting.
When I came home and texted him he said forget about us and I said no why and he told me he never liked me and that it was fake love. I ran inside and screamed my lungs out for hours my mom knew it all along, but didn't tell me till he was gone. Now all I have is a half of a hart and keep my fake smile just to make my family happy but on the inside I'm dying and I don't know how much longer I can keep the fake smile on my face for.
Thank you ANN for your nice comment. A lot of these just come of the top of my head without a lot of thought, although in "Blessed" it is heart felt and considered. I know it's dark but apt I feel considering where I come from and what I witnessed during that time.
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So many people suffer in silence and all to well we know of their pain. The fact you are here and sharing your words, I know in my heart they will bring much comfort to many including myself . Thankyou
Very relatable, and well worded. It is true we can look to blame yet no one can hold it solely in one hand. So it is best to be kind and offer the other cheek. You sound like a gentle soul. Another poet I look forward to reading more of. thank you
This poem is me to a T. Not only do I hide my feelings but I also say I'm fine when I know I'm not. I have been writing poetry for over 30 years, to try and understand myself, but only in the past 2, have I began keeping it. Which has brought me great comfort. I look forward to reading more from you.
Reading your words hit home hard. When I lost one of my big brothers over 30 years ago now. Yet every little detail of the last time I saw him, comes to mind and I didn't speak, Yet knowing something was amiss. Families can and are complicated. Yet through poetry and my own journey through mental health issues, I found my own path. It takes time and lots of mistakes are made. But I have my own family and yes it's complicated, with four grown girls and two grandchildren who are teenagers. Life can still be hard and I struggle with my conditions. But I keep pushing as something is pulling me on. I like to think it's him doing what he felt he couldn't do, giving me the strength to ask for help when I needed it most. I wish you lots of love and strength through your grief .
Nothing like a cheerful fun poem to brighten up the day. Thanks - please keep writing. Best wishes, Ann.
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