A mother waiting
In a sterile hospital room
Her days nearly gone
Darkness like a tomb
She goes back in time
Raising kids alone
Her husband left long ago
Now her children grown
The silence like a whisper
Thoughts running thru her head
Lost moments in time
Words left unsaid
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A son goes off to war
Fighting for our right to be free
A Father with unshed tears
Don't understand, he don't agree
The son's battle rages on
Gunfire and death all around
He can't shake off the fear
His lifes blood spilling the ground
His Father's tears flow
As they tell him his son is dead
Letters that went unwritten
Words left unsaid
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How many moments
Have we let just slip by
A lifetime of regrets
Measured by the tears that you cry
Words like I Love You
Why is it so hard for us to say
We don't live forever
None of us are promised another day
Don't wait until its too late
And all you see is an empty bed
Time waits for no one
Words left unsaid
2009 Linda Hill (C)
Sincerely,
Regino
How true indeed! My illness reminds
me of this every time I get sick.
Love ya!
Beckers
Sheila
We've probably all been there at one time or other. I also find that making amends for words that were said and not truly meant are as importants. Making peace with yourself & others is all so important. Peace, Blessings & Friendship Always, Paul.
And all you see is an empty bed
Time waits for no one
Words left unsaid
This is wise advice, Linda. Thank you. Love and blessings to you,
Regis
Georg
Richly evocative scenes linked by theme to make a meaningful, worthwhile poem. Great work.
John
hugs
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Newfie Hugs, Rose
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
I never doubted that.
May we all find our voices.
Thank you for sharing as always.
John
:-)