I finally wept for my father today The one who abandoned me when I was young When he was young too then the years had their way With us both while to the last he held his tongue As I did but the silence is broken now
He was my father even though he was wrong Time passed us and in the end would not allow The reunion I hoped for yet feared so long But the silence between us is broken now Like my mother's heart so many years ago
Sometimes I feel I can hear the voices of All of my dead loved and lost known and unknown One of those things no one can prove but just know What it feels like more than anything is love Speaking in the silence when I am alone
Which makes me wonder what to be alone is And if the next voice I might hear might be his
Oh...there are huge tears streaming down my face! This is so touching and lovely. I feel sorry for the lost moments, but so happy you've found peace with it.
I don't quite know what to say, yet, feel compelled to do so. I, too, believe that in the silence you can hear their voices telling us of their love. It helps - kinda, sorta.
Your great big compassionate heart is showing in loving lines of forgiveness and healing. It took me six months to cry for my Mother after she died...six months wasted on anger, bitterness and sadness. Don't waste your life like that. Okay?
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Chrissy
Speaking in the silence when I am alone
Which makes me wonder what to be alone is
And if the next voice I might hear might be his
this poem is very moving indeed - understand this, thanks for the read Steven, Nicky xx
God bless you and keep your strong. Kathy
Your great big compassionate heart is showing in loving lines of forgiveness and healing. It took me six months to cry for my Mother after she died...six months wasted on anger, bitterness and sadness. Don't waste your life like that. Okay?
17 years now she's been gone, I miss her, still.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
It is full of love and forgiveness. Forgiveness heals.
God Bless,
Lew