when will that day come when you know it will all be ok .when will the pain go. when will the hurt go.when will the sorrow go.when will you be able to just say WHEN!
when will that day come when you know it will all be ok .when will the pain go. when will the hurt go.when will the sorrow go.when will you be able to just say WHEN!
loramae
I believe that I have asked these very same questions…ending with that word…When…wonder how many others have?...My question now is”When to stop asking When?” Very pointed and personal writing…I understand!
dannielle
I feel you on this one Donald, It will be nice when i can say “back when i felt that way” don’t think its in the near future though. Keep up the writing! your pictures are beautiful also!
John Fish
This is beautiful. Wonderful poetry. so simple and clear.
I can relate to the feelings in this. I wonder if it is the act of asking the question and impatiently waiting for an answer that causes the pain. When? is now. is yesterday. is tomorrow. is always. is forever. When? never happened. pain has no memory. At least, that’s what they say. That’s what they say.
donald beynon replied
thank you for that wonderful comm.