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
- Sonnet CXVIII by William Shakespeare
- Primacy Of Mind poem – Alfred Austin
- The Breast by Russell Edson
- Sub Mare poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Владимир Солоухин – В лесу
- Epigram at Brownhill Inn by Robert Burns
- All-Accomplished Rover by William Somervile
- The Other Side of Panic by Martina Reisz Newberry
- Look You, I’ll Go Pray by Vachel Lindsay
- Exodus Of The Heart by Wilmer Escovar
- For Aun by Lynne Scott
- Locksley Hall poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Море волнуется, манит к себе
- Waking In March by Philip Levine
- Владимир Высоцкий – Оловянные солдатики
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
