Days Are Gone
by Mary Etta Metcalf
days past long ago when she walked with me
when i could reach deep into her soul and see her
seeing her as she use to be…my mother…my friend
those day are gone…my time with her is past
bridging the gap between her and me was hard
seeing her slip into that abyss of her world
filled my heart with sadness…yet for a time we were one
those days are gone…my time with her is past
letting her be herself…yet letting her know i was there
held a richness all its own…i lost a mother…but gained a friend
sharing our short time together…just her and me
those days are gone my time with her is past
she gave me a whole lifetime…hers and mine
though i feel her loss…i treasure her memories forever
alzheimers will never take those away from me
those day are gone my time with her is past
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Гиппиус – Иначе, как стихами, говорить
- The Storm
- Xai Kou1
- Олег Бундур – Неправильный кот
- Davideis A Sacred Poem Of The Troubles Of David Excerpt
- The Bagpipe Who Didn’t Say No by Shel Silverstein
- Николай Тихонов – Берлин 9 мая
- Schoolroom On A Wet Afternoon by Vernon Scannell
- They Thought Her Crazy by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Олег Карелин – Фото
- The Rendezvous
- Church Going by Philip Larkin
- To a person, they say, frigid, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem: A celle que l’on fit froide by T. Wignesan
- Before a Midnight Breaks in Storm by Rudyard Kipling
- Epigram on Miss Fontenelle by Robert Burns
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
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