When the sun sets on the daytime

Such loneliness it makes one ache!

Oh Felix, such a sad and gripping write. I'm so glad I finally discovered the reference to your "youth". This is perhaps a highway we have all traveled...aching of emptiness and futility. You've managed to put it into such a neat, image inducing package.
Taylor

Great rhyme and story line...

Thank you Felix. This poem brings back many sad memories for me, so much so that it makes me cry. When the sun sets on my tomorrow, I will have been thrown away, abandoned, sad, melancholy, desperate to have fulfilled my life's goal, and alone. Even tho I have tried for many years to close the gap of loneliness, it has done no good. Even tho I have not one hateful bone in my body, my sisters and other relatives wish I didn't exist. When I look out of my window and see children laughing, and families together in the park, I just turn to my ever loyal friend, the computer, and talk with my online family, or write my poems and stories, to take my mind off of all the togetherness and happiness I have seen outside of my window. This poem reminds me of the one I wrote called "Why Does it Hurt To Smile?" I think I will repost that one too, because there are a lot of new authors who haven't read it. And really tho Felix...Why DOES IT HURT to smile?

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

"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be."

Deep shades of melancholy tint your well-mastered verses, Felix. This is a wonderful poem.
Take care,
Sherry

philosophically sophisitcated and beautifully penned ...

I like this one very much... of course the highway can get lonely at times... nice job

Filled with melancholic philosophy and bursting with beauty. An absolute wonderful write!
B&R

Goodness me, Felix... your work is going from strength to strength and all your deep-stuff is maturing at the rate of knots. This is excellent and you should publish somewhere that will inspire all those young'uns who will feel this deeply, in the ways that you have done in the past. So glad it IS the past, though, and that your wheels spun on into a glorious new horizon of hope and a future. This genre, along with your sea-writes, is your golden vein I think. CONGRATULATIONS on the book!! :)) Well-deserved. Bless you, Kate xx

Had me thinking of that old Hank Williams classic " I'm so Lonesome I could cry "...
I think we have all been there at some time Felix !
Peter

This is a beautifully structured poem. Where are you off to Fee? Heading south? Will you make it to Dixie?

Susan

i often turn to the highway when in turmoil, the endless miles seem to shrink whatever is bothering me. this really struck a note with me

Really, really good, Felix.

Words of pure wisdom...Lovely how you captured all of it Fee..

Xxx dove