These last six years,
they went so fast,
your memory forever,
it will last,
I feel you near,
this very day,
as i look at your photo in my hand,
I hear your laugh,
I see your smile,
even though you've left this land,
Someday i'll see you,
be with you once more,
forever at peace,
through clouds we'll soar.
I love you,
i miss you,
i'll see you again.
Thank-you for all you did for me.
| It's a privilege to listen-in to this conversation with angels; it has been several decades since I might have been able to express myself so directly about anything at all, or even know clearly what I felt about it. You're making me think about that!||| Posted on 2006-12-14 00:00:00 | by Glen Bowman | [ Reply to This ] || what a gorgeous write, as Ron has said, i'm sure she's so very proud of you. i know how painful it is to write poems like this, (i write verses for family funerals)|
it's so heartfelt. it's obvious you loved her very much.
great poem, well done!!
|| Posted on 2006-12-10 00:00:00 | by whirl | [ Reply to This ] || Lou, this is wonderful! I can just feel your Grandmother looking down on you, glowing with pride and love!!||| Posted on 2006-12-10 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ] || It's less poetic than your usual, but I can tell it's heartfelt. I've only rarely lost someone in my life, but I can understand how difficult an experience it is--even only coming close leaves an imprint. |
Sympathy is lost on those that cannot feel; still, it is the greatest gift in the hands of those that can.
|| Posted on 2006-12-11 00:00:00 | by crimson echo | [ Reply to This ] |