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
- Couplets on Wit poem – Alexander Pope
- Words You Said poem – Andrew Neil Maternick poems | Poems and Poetry
- Crazy Jane Reproved by William Butler Yeats
- In Honour Of St. Alphonsus Rodriguez poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Олег Бундур – Шляпа
- I Don’t Know If History Repeats Itself by Yehuda Amichai
- Zen-moment by Sunil Sharma
- Dying Love!!! by Praveen Parasar
- Robert Burns: Up In The Morning Early:
- Олег Бундур – Заповедная жизнь
- English Poetry. William Barnes. Third Collection. The Broken Heart. Уильям Барнс.
- And love has changed to kindliness by Rupert Brooke
- The Lover Mourns For The Loss Of Love by William Butler Yeats
- I Sit and Look Out. by Walt Whitman
- Heredity by Tony Harrison
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