Turning over
In this instance all repetition was intentional.
Turning over belongs to the following groups:
All Out Emotion, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Everyday Life, Graphic Scratch, Light In The Darkness, Living Christianity, The Healing Journey, The Sensual Word, United Kingdom, Up & Coming Writers and WMGClock strikes,
every second my heart stabs
another injection of grief,
as streams wash the contours
rushing the valleys of guise.
Memories.
All I behold now you have gone,
besides photographs and diaries.
I stare at you and you are there,
besides me once more.
Turning over,
another page lets me slowly learn
to accept this new place in time
where I find myself surrounded
by loneliness and sorrow.
This is not,
of course how you would want me to be.
Were you with me now you would hold me,
stroke my face and comfort me.
Loving me, happily.
Together,
we have shared these memories,
so many times, turning over,
those beautiful pages of times
roaming through contours of life.
I recollect,
how we walked valleys and streams,
where we played, picniced and slept.
Turning over the page you stay with me,
through the treasures we have shared.
Now at night
when I’m lonely, in those early cold hours,
turning over I’ll remember and cherish
those beautiful gifts given so freely;
and thank God for the time that you lived.
autumnwind
A beautiful, emotional and sad write of loss, grief and memory. A wise and grateful ending filled with acceptance of what must be. Love, Shar
Sally Omar
Sad, and beautifully written!!!!!!! xoxoxoxoox
anaisnais
Thankyou kindly both, hugs, Anna-Marie.
Mariska
My heart aches for your lost dear Anna-Marie… words escape me….Your writing is amazing and inspiring. Just perfect. I am truly sorry for your loss.hugsxxxx
“MEMORY”
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