We all held your hand.

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By eleanor maslen

sometimes i think the wound is healed, for it to open again. and like it never left, im filled with so much pain. Its not a pain i can describe, not one that ends or grows i cant open up my mind, its one i cannot show. its a pain ive never had, one id never felt but one i know so much about, as at your side i knelt. I dont tell people you died here, because its where you lived were you raied your children, your heart and soul to give I praid as i knelt tho in god i dont believe i dont know what i asked for, maybe i ask why you had to leave there is a part of me that wont let me move on i guess there still apart of me that wont believe your gone its been a long time since i said farewell and on the times i cried i wont let my mind dwell i'll remember the car rides, the fun we had at home i'll remember when you were here, i was never left alone You wernt just a dad, you were my guard too and im going to admit, its pretty hard with out you. You didnt leave this world, as a single man for apart of us went with you, each of us held your hand.

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September 4, 2012 04:16lance

Moving,, brilliant,,,love and sorrow is found here and a heartfelt goodbye,,,we may always remember those who brought us here,,, even tho when we do,, our hearts shed some tears.. eleanor,,,,u did very well on this one,,,,,i applaud you.