I left them all behind
pictures of my children
my grandchildren too
I can only see their faces
in a frame of decaying memory
all my treasured books
languish in dusty bookshelves
living a quiet life, undisturbed
waiting for someone to read them
my high heels unworn, unmoved
I left behind, long dresses
silk lingerie, makeup, cosmetics
all the people I tried so hard
to surround with a cloak of love
fur babies placed in new homes
left behind, the cat who loved
my presence and my lap for naps
the doves whose coos soothed me
all the familiar, collected through
long, suffering, hopeful years
now there is nothing to do but
forget the things left behind
unwelcome memories that intrude
at the most inopportune moments
crushing my heart with pain
I would never go back again
even if I could for I am at peace
except those times the realization
that those I loved did not love me
my only regret, living a delusion
finally realized and left behind
WOW,HOW SAD...IF...ONE THINKS THEY'RE LEFT BEHIND ALONE, NOT REALIZING; WHAT GOD ALLOWS TO BE LEFT BEHIND, HE ALWAYS REPLACES WITH 'MORE' OF HIM. SO, OF COURSE, THE MEMORIES OF HOW DISILLUSIONED ONE WAS WILL COME, HOWEVER, THERE IS THIS REALITY THAT FAR OUTWEIGHS IT ALL; THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE FOR TOMORROW BECAUSE 'HE' WHO WAS THERE ALL THE TIME, IS STILL IN LOVE WITH US AND EVER WILL BE. WELL DONE, LA BELLE, AND THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
THIS is a wonderful write, my friend Susan. Yes, we leave behind those which deserve to be left behind, even those who do not deserve it, but life has a way of making sure they are left behind whether they deserve it or not. Excellent, deep write.
This could be an epitaph, or worse, a regret. But with your usual writing skill, you have conveyed the emotion so beautifully that no one can read it without feeling the power the poem conveys. This is not normally your genre, but you write well in all genres. Making me grateful to have read your work.
How it hurts when those we love do not return the respect and affection we deserve. I am sure it must have been very hard to move on. I am deeply touched by your words today, Hugs to warm the empty spot. xo
This is so sad. You are the second woman who is telling the world that your children and grandchildren don't love you. One of my friends in Facebook has been telling that to the world too and everyone is praying for her.
I don't think I will place too much expectation on my children and grandchildren, after all they will have their own lives to live and I've got mine. I am self-sufficient and am quite happy in my own company, but my daughter is still living with me. My other two boys - one of them is married (I'm still waiting for my first grandchild. :D), and the other is not - can come visit me anytime they like, or I will visit them anytime I like. I also take the initiative to call them to remind them of my birthday!!! Hahaha!!! They can't forget me so easily.
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I don't think I will place too much expectation on my children and grandchildren, after all they will have their own lives to live and I've got mine. I am self-sufficient and am quite happy in my own company, but my daughter is still living with me. My other two boys - one of them is married (I'm still waiting for my first grandchild. :D), and the other is not - can come visit me anytime they like, or I will visit them anytime I like. I also take the initiative to call them to remind them of my birthday!!! Hahaha!!! They can't forget me so easily.
Sandie