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She was here


Author: PiperH
ASL Info:    17, F, Georgia
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Words: 158
Class/Type: Poetry /Love
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She was here



She was here...yesterday
I can remember the sound of her voice
I would give anything to hear it again
I would give anything if I had the choice
She was here, two months ago
it doesn't seem like it's been that long
I still feel the tears flooding my eyes
when somebody asks me what's wrong
She was here, almost a year ago
I keep acting like I am fine
imagining that she's in the other room
and that she's been here all this time
She was here, two years ago
her ashes are in my hands
I throw them into the ocean
my legs are wobbling as i stand
She was here, once before
I can almost feel her beside me
The tornado has long since gone
But I'm still standing in debris
Remembering all the moments
the days and years she thrived
She was here, my mother
She was here, she was alive...






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  I agree with Ted, but also disagree. Yes, it's sad, but it's also good to remember ya know? And by writing this poem, you are remembering your mother, and making sure that you'll never forget, not to say that that will so easily happen. I liked the way you started with the present and then worked up to a longer amount of time. And the rhyming, well i thought it was well incorporated, so much so that i didn't really notice it until the end. ^_^ It was a beautiful poem written with love, and i deeply enjoyed it. peace and inspiration!

Duv
| Posted on 2009-04-24 00:00:00 | by Draumrkopa | [ Reply to This ]
  This is one very sad poem, --- I feel your pain and loss plainly. Barring our own premature death, each one of us has to suffer the loss of our mother. Knowledge of that, nor anything else can soften that blow. Time may heal, but one never forgets. Ted.
| Posted on 2009-04-24 00:00:00 | by edcherry | [ Reply to This ]


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