Not Yet
22 April, 2004
Author: Clive B Ringshall
In remembrance of our times together,
I sit listening to our favorite tunes,
You know those ones we smile to,
Some we’d shed a tear as memories shared,
I see you sitting in that chair you called home,
Broken it was in more places than not,
But part with it you would not,
To leave me so soon was not wrong,
You were needed up above,
I have all those thoughts in my head,
The ones you put there long ago,
I feel you looking down on me today,
Do not worry as I’m doing fine,
A place for you will always be laid,
The paper is by you’re chair waiting,
Do not have the heart to stop buying it not just yet,
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Tammy (66.38.6.114) -- Wednesday, April 21 2004, 11:12 pm This is a sad, but very beautiful poem...I am so sorry about your loss. |
| Terrie* (65.150.167.199) -- Friday, April 23 2004, 05:43 pm this is beautiful...i feel the sadness of your words each and everyone. loss of a loved one resurfacs just when you think you can move forward...Terrie* |
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