While he is living all his firsts
steps that rockforth and tumble
words that jumble into Da and Ma
terrible two tempers that rumble
colored flecks in baby eyes
I’ll never know where his future lies
I will be living my lasts
springtime never been greener
revealing the bulbs with my gardening rake
easter eggs treasures my grandson and I hunt
blowing out the last candles on my cake
placing the last pictures from my past
I will be parting with too few goodbyes
laying my walking friend away
wanting one more dawn to see love in your eyes
so many words I need to say
friends to enjoy hug’s last memory
it’s the last time in my rocker I’ll cry
This poem was tearfully begotten after hearing that a young woman (of 19) with a toddler is losing her mother to cancer. There is something so poignant about breathing your last sea salt day and never having time to take pictures of your grandchildren.
It is such a sad story.
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yes t really is.
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Tragic. God bless them.
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Yes I will cherish my todays!
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So sad and full of melancholy… brought tears to my eyes… beautifully expressed moonie 🙂
xoxo
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Me too so sad to think of all the things missed. Thanks Sanaa 🙂
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Indeed a most sad story.
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Oh, this is so heartbreaking and so touching. Thank you for honoring her mother.
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Thanks Bella. So sad to not be able to do more.
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Thanks Bella. So sad to not be able to do more.
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This story breaks my heart! I thank God that I am a survivor.
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Glad you are too!!!
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Such a sad situation and what a beautiful and loving poem you have written. The idea of the little one living his firsts as she is breathing her lasts. Your friend is going to need you, Leslie.
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It is a painful and poignant story for too many lovely people. Thanks Sherry we know…
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Writing about cancer is beautiful. Cancer is a disease that affects everyone and it is so enlightening to experience it through the eyes of other people. I’m writing a book about cancer because my experiences have led me to the field of research. I’m so passionate about expressing oneself because I know other people can benefit from seeing their perspective. My experience with cancer has been unique, so I’m sharing it, and I’m so glad you are as well.
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thanks so much for your visit. Best with your book!
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Such a very sad poem, but written beautifully. I wish the girl who inspired this poem much peace, and her mother the same peace and grace in the time she has left in these shoes…
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Thanks Dear Nina I too as well. It is heart rending
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This post hits me hard today. It would have been my grandfathers birthday today but he passed away from cancer last august.
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