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
- As a Strong Bird on Pinions Free. by Walt Whitman
- Endymion: Book III poem – John Keats poems
- Expressive Moments by Pamela Griffiths
- Buddies by Richard Schiffman
- Sonnet 81: Or I shall live your epitaph to make by William Shakespeare
- Pioneers! O Pioneers! by Walt Whitman
- Владимир Высоцкий – Холодно, метёт кругом
- White in the Moon the Long Road Lies poem – A. E. Housman
- Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth by William Shakespeare
- Alone poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Жан де Лафонтен – Скупой, потерявший свое богатство
- Birthday Ode for 31st December, 1787 by Robert Burns
- Николай Гумилев – За стенами старого аббатства
- A Carta/The Letter by Soaroir de Campos
- Vagueness Petrified by Thonda Sri Indrani
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