You've been dead two months
I didn't know till now
Hearing it, I felt a blow
Right to the middle of me
And felt like sitting down
Sitting down and
Stupidly looking at the floor
Remembering
And feeling strangely happy that
You had hugged me when you did
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Author:
Lorna (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Written a while back for someone who died unexpectedly............ he was always supposed to be on the earth..........
- Category: Love
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Very emotive write,so glad they hugged you and you will remember that highlight.
Why oh why do people die...........
Idk š but it hurts so
Superb....short but amazing!
Thanks Mottakeenur - I tend to write short ones and should probably work a little harder to make them longer! Enjoy your day! Hope it's warm - it's snowing here.
Yeah obviously!
Oh this is just so lovely - what a great tribute Lorna
Funny thing is it DID feel like a "blow"....... never felt that before or since....
Thanks LORNA ~ This made me cry because I attended the funeral of a dear Friend yesterday and when I saw his coffin disappear through the curtains I realised we would never sit and put the World to Right again over a glass of Chianti ~ some we miss more than others ! Thanks for caring & sharing ~ Big Cyber Hugs from your Faithful Friend BRIAN @@@
I'm sorry I made you cry........... in an odd way it was a happy moment....... I guess because I was "adult" enough to realize how lucky I had been .... life just seems to be a lot of "moments" and they never stay do they...........
I should have added that I'm not religious but I hear my dead people talk to me all the time (well, not out loud)........ especially if I talk to them.... so maybe you will still hear him........ I know you are religious so that should be doubly comforting.... still sad though of course.........
Lorna,
Oddly enough this write
of yours made me smile!
It made me remember my
favorite cousin. He was
always smiling no matter
what! Iāll always remember
him as when I saw him the
last time! Whenever we saw
each other, we would
reminisce about the good
old days! We would laugh
so hard and always enjoyed
each otherās company! He
never did let me know he
was diseased with cancer!
When he died, I was unable
th attend his funeral!
I am glad I didnāt because
Iāll always remember him
smiling, laughing, talking...
AND NOT IN A COFFIN!
~Laura~
I understand perfectly Laura - you always strike chords in me. I have thought about death my whole life - odd kid I guess! I feel I want to come to terms with it so as not to be afraid of it........... I think I'm getting there! (Sometimes it seems like it will be a great rest!) And I've watched too many people getting old and dying to think living too long is such a great idea... FAR FAR better to remember people the way they were ... to me, winning in life isn't seeing how many days you can stay on the planet sunk in a wheelchair drooling...... ha ha....... The best death was a woman we knew in the horse world.... she had shown her horse at a show one absolutely perfectly beautiful summer day, was sitting on the back of her horse resting after the events talking to her best friend and she fell off dead. I thought that was the most lovely death I have ever known of.....
I agree with you
wholeheartedly!
I get the feeling that
you and I would get
along fabulously with
just talking and sharing
our experiences!
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A sensitive write Lorna.
Thanks Orchi - not go play the organ!!
What a wonderful poem It says it all in such a short verse
Thank you!
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