Once a time ago
A child was born to me
A girl I loved so dearly
A love not meant to be
Her name, though not important
Rings out as if a bell
Nuturing a love so constant
The name she bore . . .Noelle
It matters not to most of you
The sun she made to rise
She was the early morning dew
And the light of evening skies
The driving drunk that killed her
Breathes the air of life today
My daughter's life is but a blur
A blur of yesterday
And yet a thousand tears
Won't wash away the stains
Or ease the pain that sears
My broken heart's remains
In my long life, I've suffered a number of quite tragic and hurtful "events." But I do believe none has been as soulfully painful as losing a child.
In "Heartache," you share eloquently with us and truly touch me.
And from an editorial viewpoint, let me express my appreciation for the mechanics of your poetry: the metre and rhythm of your lyrics and the sheer ease with which I feel the words flowing from my mouth as I read your pain aloud. I especially felt a personalized connection with your loss when you shared with us, "Her name, though not important/Rings out as if a bell/Nurturing a love so constant/The name she bore...Noelle."
You've given me a hunger. I must read more of your work!
With respect and admiration,
Richard
God Bless You!
John Michael
The sun she made to rise
She was the early morning dew
And the light of evening skies
Actually, it does matter very much and it is difficult to find words that do your expressive write justice, Micki. I wish you love, peace, and healing,
Regis
This is a very emotional poem but it is so well written it and beautiful. The love and pain of a mother for a lost child will never be erased, but I pray God heal your heart with His grace.
This beautiful writing is a loving memorial to her life.
Connie
This is an emotional write. I can feel your pain.
Take care.
Hugs,
Sandie Angel :o)
Please stop into my den when you have a chance. I would love to know what you think of some of my poems and short stories.
I love this poem.
What else can I say?
It goes right to the heart.
Love you!
Erin Collins