The Brief Reunion
in Loss Poems
I felt so sick and weary
And I feared the end may come.
I grieved for those I'd leave behind
And for a life that wasn't done.
in Loss Poems
I felt so sick and weary
And I feared the end may come.
I grieved for those I'd leave behind
And for a life that wasn't done.
in Aging Poems
It could not be me he's thinking of
When he looks up at the soft moonlight.
And it can't be me that he's dreaming of
When he falls asleep at night.
Another brilliant poem - I love the way you write - keep them coming, please.
Very best wishes, Ann
in Snow Poems
We awakened to the whitest light
Seeping through the blinds.
We leapt from bed and to the windows
To take a probing peek outside.
I watch the hands on the clock tick by
And I wonder where time goes.
Will this be the year to end all years?
Well, only God can know.
Excellent poem, as always. Keep writing...
Very best wishes,
Ann
I'll stand firm for love of country
And I'll speak of her with pride.
I will be grateful for those freedoms
Under which I've lived my life.
I am officially in love with this poet. He can tell a great story but still make it a rhyming poem with perfect rhyme. I am hooked!!
I never heard this before, but I absolutely loved it. The story was creepy but cute, the rhyme was sheer perfection, and I didn't want the story to end; it was so exciting. This poet is so amazing.
This poem is so lovely, simple, truthful, and sweet. What a perfect poem to read as part of your marriage vows. If I ever do get married (at 68, probably never), but if I did, I would ask your permission to use this. It's just so perfect.
Pat Fleming
Wow, I read your words slowly and my heart actually started to ache. So sad and your words expressed what so many of us have endured in recent years. Beautiful, touching, and powerful indeed!
Pat F
I can remember those lovely summer vacations with all my neighborhood friends, soaking in my 2-foot pool, riding bikes, sitting by the river, playing wiffle and kick ball on my street and the evenings playing till the sun went down and I heard my Mom calling me in. Such wonderful memories your perfect words conjured in my mind and heart.
-Pat F.