that was good. i started crying..keep up the good work. i like tho hole intire poem.
Got a call from a friend
today and he was crying.
His son is sick, the doc
says that he is dying.
I try to help my poor
friend, say that I'm sorry
and that if I can help that
all he has to do is call me.
His plane leaves at seven,
he's gotta take his son home.
Gone for a week, long distance,
so we can't speak by phone.
I wish there was something I
could do to make things better.
But what can I do to help in
such stormy weather?
Then it hits me in the head
like twelve tons of brick.
"What if the same situation
happened with my kid??"
How could I cope with
the loss of my own flesh and bone?
How could I deal with the
empty space here within my home?
It's bad enough that I
cannot see him frequently.
But if I lost him for good,
it would always eat at me.
I want to help him,
but I don't know how.
Losing loved ones is hard,
like giving birth to a cow.
My friend I will always be
here when times are tough.
I know you'd do the same for
me if my scenario is rough.
So, I will be there for you
until your plane departs.
And, I hope that you can
conquer the pain inside your heart.
I am sorry for your loss
and I pray that you'll be fine.
Just know that he'll be waiting for
your return at the end of times.
that was good. i started crying..keep up the good work. i like tho hole intire poem.
Tanks zyta
Well Sprout... this is by far one of the best poems you have
written. it flows well and is quite a tear jerker in some places.
I just have one word to say to you.....BRAVO
Wow, tear's being shed over this? I musta struck a chord with you two. ^_^
Overload, you really think this is one of my best? I'm flattered. I didn't really think that anyone would like it at all. (Y'know, I write a lot of sappy stuff lately)
This just popped out of my head while I was at work. I got that phone call and it threw my entire day off. I went straight from work to his house, just to be sure he was okay before he flew out to Atlanta. Poor guy...
At any rate, I'm glad you liked this one so much--this poem means alot to me--and that I could squeeze some salt water out of your eyes, LOL.I appreciate your taking the time to read and comment my work, and I hope you like my future work as well.
The flow of this seemed odd to me but I'm tired. However the sentiment was powerfully felt. Will you write me and tell me who this is about? How sad.
You never really loved me/You never really cared/It was all just a game to boost your ego/Those feelings never really there/ I'm filing emotional bankruptcy/My heart can take no more debt/Theres no more "money" there to spend. === Besides tee hee SHE loves me!
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