Could This Be Death?
in Dying Poems
Wherever you look
It's water you see
When you go in
The mud sucks your feet.
I'm 62 and have one daughter and a granddaughter and grandson. I enjoy making quilts and scrap booking and working in my flower garden. Most of all, I enjoy spending time with my family. Especially my grandchildren and my pets.
I started writing poems when I was 24 after my brother-in-law died in an automobile accident. We were very close and I wrote about my grief in a poem. It was my first and I soon learned that it was therapeutic and I loved writing my thoughts and emotions in poetry. I'm not saying that it's sophisticated or anything near that but it's plain and simple and hopefully anyone reading it will understand and may be a little moved having read it.
I was so touched by this heartbreaking tale that no person should have to endure, nevertheless a twelve-year-old. I was lucky and never had something so overwhelmingly hard to live through happen to me. I thought I understood how painful it could be for anyone who hadn't been so lucky. I didn't know. Now I fully understand how hard this experience can be and how it could truly ruin lives. My heart goes out to the author. I cried when I read it. It was beautifully written and I'm sure it will help others that have been through the same ordeal feel that they are not alone - that someone else has been there and has put their story out there to help others understand. Thank you for sharing your poem.
Hilarious! Made me laugh. Well done. Thanks for sharing.
Loved this poem. Very smart and funny too. Well done!