your lips were pressed against my ear
your arms around my shoulders
your tears were buried in my hair
and your body was against mine
just before we said good-bye
and then
the engine running
flight looming
tears...in both our eyes
fingers...run across your cheek
we looked...
we stared...
we peered...
we ached...we ached
lips...brushed my forehead
a hand...against my cheek
good girl
good boy
stepping back
drive off
fly home
cry...cry...cry
at least you got to meet........to say hello........
its a beginning........
pax A
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Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on September 28, 2004
Sara, the poem itself was heart-wrenching, but as your usual style, it is a well-penned descriptive, teeth-clenching composition. I believe saying good-bye has to be rated as one of the hardest things a human being can do. That’s why I try and never say good-bye, only just take care and be well. Good-bye is just too darn final. Sara, thank you for sharing your remarkable work, precious words of encouragement and good thoughts, my gifted friend. Hopefully I’ll get that song back on the charts where it belongs. Take care and be well.
This is not a drill. The attack on Pearl. They were the ghost planes of the night, deadly, illusive, sharp-clawed Black Cats. The Memoirs of ARM H.P. Lawrence, a Pearl Harbor survivor, Black Cat, and decorated war veteran.
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its a beginning........
pax A
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ached ached ached
enjoyed you here
Love that pic!
Very emotional!!
Love Tinka
This scene was so familiar .... great impact at the end....enjoyed much......
jeanne