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
- Brooklyn Narcissus by Paul Blackburn
- Омар Хайям – Друзей поменьше
- The January Birds by Maurice Riordan
- Robert Burns: The Trogger.: Heron Election Ballad, No. IV.
- Ок Мельникова – Заповедь номер одиннадцать
- Алексей Николаевич Толстой – Лель
- Ematiated Souls by Suuk Simon Subinimah
- The Circus Animals’ Desertion by William Butler Yeats
- There Came a Soul by Rita Dove
- Ballade: In favour of those called Decadents and Symbolists, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s Ballade: En faveur des dénommés Déca by T Wignesan
- Some Kiss We Want by Rumi
- Two Songs
- Pandering by Satish Verma
- Beach Glass poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. He Who Loves. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
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