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Smudged Fingerprints
by Dawn Anderson

Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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She never imagined

it would happen

so quickly…




Now there are

tears to mourn

tiny smudged


no longer found

on living room




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Reviewed by Glen Manese 9/12/2008
Very direct in catching the words and the meaning...


Reviewed by Cryssa C 6/10/2008
Powerful poem, in such a few short words. That is what I love about your poetry... it says so much... in so little...
Me thinks there is a little bit of all mothers in this poem... no matter what takes our little children away... be it death, divorce, choices, or age... and there is always that little bit of grieving that will be done, regardless of the reason.

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen 6/7/2008
This piece brought me to tears, such a powerful poem, somehow it reminded me of what the Chapman family must be going through loosing Little Maria
God Bless
Reviewed by William Bonilla 6/6/2008
this is a heartfelt piece so elegantly written
Love & peace

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 6/5/2008
Oh my,so sad,but well written sweet lady...have a wonderful and safe day...Hugss
Reviewed by Christine Alwin 6/4/2008
Dawn ,, I can only leave tears,,, this touches me so.
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 6/4/2008
A wonderful photograph that speaks volumes! Oh how heartwrenchingly sad this is, just tears my heart out, well done...

Be always safe,
Reviewed by Gene Williamson 6/4/2008
A gem, beautifully beautifully sad. - Gene.
Reviewed by David Hightower 6/4/2008
Dawn - Loved the lines:
Now there are

tears that morn

tiny smudged


no longer found

on living room


The power and suggestiveness of these few words resonate with meaning and feelings. - David
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 6/4/2008
So much said in a few heartbreaking words - well penned. I'm so sorry -

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by Rose Rideout 6/4/2008
As I raised my children I often thought of this. It breaks my heart to think of others going through a loss. Thank you for sharing.

Newfie hugs, Rose
Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis 6/4/2008
Yes, so many times I've thought of this. Those smudges start out small and low, then climb higher and higher until they disappear. In contemplating it, I have to bring myself back to the present moment or I head down "empty nest syndrome lane" and my daughter's only six!
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 6/4/2008
Truly heartfelt, both poem and graphic.
Reviewed by Art Sun 6/4/2008
Dawn...Loss is a never ending emotion, whether family or friends it is a memory that shelves itself within our hearts and bring forth this thought with an ever so clear display of that emotion from your pen...

nice work...

Reviewed by Bernice Lakota 6/4/2008
How perfectly you describe loss is such few words. this is great poetry!
Reviewed by Joyce Bowling 6/4/2008
Oh my how've captured an entire birth and death of a parents worst nightmare within a few lines! I can relate to this write with an empty nest feeling, for it only seems that a few years ago I was chasing two small children about the house and cleaning little fingerprints off the they both have homes of their own and each a little one whom they have to run after and clean their fingerprints off their furniture. Happy that they have made it to this wonderful stage in their lives, but my husband and I have also entered a new stage in our has a wonderful cycle of events awaiting us. Enjoyed this thought provoking and profound write my friend!
Blessings from Ky.
Joyce B.
Reviewed by Felix Perry 6/4/2008
FElt a lump in my throat when I read this, as grandparents our house actually has more toys (and in every room) than we had when our own kids were young and yes on every surface sooner or later you can find those little smudges that when we were young parents seemed so annoying but now as grandparents make us smile...funny isn't it how that works.

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan 6/4/2008
so sad-well expressed
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) 6/4/2008
And then they are gone . . .
Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper 6/4/2008
Your lovely poem leaves me with two thoughts: growing up too fast, or death. Either of these leaves behind melancholy. Well done, Dawn.
Reviewed by Paul Berube 6/4/2008

No one ever described the heartache that goes with the circle of life. Those tiny smudges can smear to nothingness or multiply to infinity. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
Reviewed by Liana Margiva 6/4/2008
VERY NIVE, I LIKE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

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