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Eve of September
by Joyce L. Rapier

Wednesday, August 27, 2003

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Written in memory of our grandson.

                   Eve of September


 


Quiet August eve on  brink of September


awful early morn, try not to remember.


Peaceful slumber jolted, ringing telephone


son full of grief, crying—oh, so alone.


Words spoken in panic cut deep to the core


“We won’t see him,” he said softly, “anymore.”


Steel belted radials, concrete mourned the hum


break neck speed, darkened abyss, on the run.


Screeching tires, running feet, wide open door


all stood in silence, embraced, not as before.


Lights turned out as broken beads shard


fell shattered dreams upon bleeding hearts.


Time erased, suspended mid air


no going back, can’t change the lair.


Dark steed gallops hard, thundering roar


away from this life not seen anymore.


 


 

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Reviewed by Amor Sabor 9/3/2003
Feeling your loss, Joyce...no one should ever have to go through such a thing...very well written and relays those emotions so well.
Amor
Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU 8/31/2003
"Eve of September" was written with ink mixed with tears with words dictated by a crying soul.

Poet, You have rhythm, You deliver profound message through an excellent WRITING.

May Your heart and those of Your beloved Ones find in Togetherness, the console of Eternal Mother's LOVE.

My respect, and admiration.

Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Reviewed by Sherry Gibson 8/30/2003
Joyce,

No grandmother could write a better tribute to a lost grandchild. The flow was beautiful as the words experessed such deep grief in a very tender and loving way.

Sherry
Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader) 8/27/2003
This is a truly tender and heartfelt dedication, and I too express my sorrow for your loss! <tears>
A beautiful write!
~Nikki~
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 8/27/2003
(((joyce)))

i'm so sorry for your loss

heartbreaking, heartfelt, well penned emotional write

(((HUGS))) and love,

karla. :(
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 8/27/2003
>tears < tear-jerking write; i am so sorry for your loss! ((((HUGS)))) and much love, your texas friend, karen lynn. :(
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