|Reviewed by F William Broome
|From a long time grandfzther, I assure you that this one evokes silent tears for your readers. Beautifully conceived and written.
Your work could be habit forming.
- Bill Broome
|Reviewed by dj okieff
|beautifully written......the fear of the son, and the tenderness of the mother...lovely|
|Reviewed by Amy Avatar
|Such a great write. I was there
in this poem, experiencing so
It made me think.
|Reviewed by Suzie Palmer
|Yes, yes Jeanne ... we are already inherently perfect, and need to find our way back to that ... loving perfectly reminds us of our true selves ... and we share pure love in the process!!
Love & Blessings
Suzie xoxoxoxo :-)
|Reviewed by Handsum Hart
|A gripping write.
Mankind has a long way to go in the loving department.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|excellent write, jeanne; thanks for sharing! well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :(
|Reviewed by Laura Toops (Reader)
|everyone deserves to be happy and to simply BE. Love him, and know grandpa loves him, too.|
|Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
|The only thing about this is there is no hate in heaven. But this is a poem of a soul that has seen much torment.|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|What a sad, strange poem. There is the son who believes that even in heaven he will be hated. That is almost too grotesque to deal with. The poem was tender but with the backlast of hate hovering it was really difficult to "get into" the true . . . Oh, I am rambling here . . . Sorry. Loved the way you constructed this almost surreal poem it is just that the lingering hate supercedes any tenderness.|