When you're not here (poem) by ellen george on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Basem Attiyat (Reader)

Reviewed on June 25, 2009

Missing someone is a terrible but at the same time, sweet feeling. and it isn't about how long is been since you've seen each other or the amount to time since you've talked. Its about that very moment when your doing something and you wish they were right there with you every time.
Basem

Reviewed by Susan McLeod (Reader)

Reviewed on August 20, 2008

I knew I shouldn't read this when I have my own man who is missed...but of course I did and of course it made me cry! Tender and beautiful.

Reviewed by Lois Christensen

Reviewed on May 9, 2008

A person as sweet as you has to be missed by him. Keeping him close by wearing his shirt is perfectly o.k. and I've done it myself. Brings him closer and keeps him near.
A pillow case on a bed can be a reminder and remembrance to.\o

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

Reviewed on May 9, 2008

Endearing sentiments. I have felt that way too......M

Reviewed by George Liebermann, M.D.

Reviewed on February 25, 2008

of long, dark nights I spent in the Back Bay, holding hands...
George

Reviewed by R Beeman

Reviewed on December 19, 2007

there is great respect in this work. a sadness, yes, but an introspective that brings around closure within our own hearts. i enjoyed this write.

always,
randy

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

Reviewed on December 19, 2007

Short and very sweet

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on December 7, 2007

Sweet sentiments, Ellen. Who would not like to be thought of in this way? Thanks for sharing. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by Art Hernandez

Reviewed on November 22, 2007

Even within the silly part of ourselves one can reach out and find their own true love and grasp them when they are not there...

nice work...

Art Sun...

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on November 19, 2007

ellen,

No, nothing silly about missing and loving someone that much. God Bless You Always, Paul.

Reviewed by Rebecca Lerwill

Reviewed on November 18, 2007

E- totally not silly. I always wear my hubby's shirt when he ain't around. They smell so goood!
Lovely poem,
R~