Karla, your poem reeks with sorrow. But we all must pass. He was just further down the road than you. If you are a believer, you will see him again. If like me, you are not a believer, You will have the memory of him that no one, no one in this world, can take away from you. But he is within you; His thoughts, his life, and his words, will forever affect your personality and that, in itself, makes him and you, immortal
12/06/2007, it is now more than three years since mine departed Karla. You are right, the pain never leaves. I think of him often and would like to be able to tell him many things that were left unsaid. I bid you love and peace in this new year. Jon Michael
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
Reviewed on January 1, 2011
It is ok to miss him, try to talk to him in quite moments and then listen to the silence
Thank you for sharing such a personal moment, Karla. Please try and have a Happy New Year.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
Oh Karla, you could easily be quoting my own thoughts about my mom. I miss her more at the holidays than at any other time. An excellent, beautifully expressed poem. Rebecca
My dad left me in 1989, can't believe its been 21 years, but that "time heals all wounds" does work, eventually...but sometimes it takes awhile...I wish you & Karen well...Ed
It is harder for us because we weren't able to go to Daddy's funeral; we never got to say goodbye. There's a sense of something missing, and we won't rest until we are able to go back home to pay our respects to our father and say our final goodbye. Powerfully penned sadness; well done, Karla!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( *Tears!*
Reviewed by Rafika Anderson (Reader)
Reviewed on December 29, 2010
Very moving piece, Karla. I especially was touched by the line
"a heartbeat away
from leaking from my eyes"
Absolutely beautiful manner in which to capture the sentiment.
Karla this is truly and wonderfully deep from your heart, though it be painful, a most very expressive poem,
remember no one ever leaves, but only from our eyes,Hugs!
Karla, I love the last stanza. This poem is what I love about poetry. The subject may be painful, but the words can be so beautiful and well placed that they help to alleviate the pain. Well done.
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May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
In Christs Love
Michelle~
I am so sorry about your loss. Wonderful tribute (your Dad?)
Mary
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( *Tears!*
"a heartbeat away
from leaking from my eyes"
Absolutely beautiful manner in which to capture the sentiment.
-=ra=-
remember no one ever leaves, but only from our eyes,Hugs!