my eyes glazed over
and
time standing still
i am the
SILENCE
in the screams of family members
embracing one and other just an earshot
away
on the front porch
it is warm
and
humid
and
i can hear the rustle
of a gentle breeze
blowing in through the open
front window
the carpet is soft
and my hands are shaking
i am sharp
and alive in this
moment
while
an era ends today
this was a
brother
a father
a son
a grandfather
and
probably
a good man
we do what we
can
and that
has to be good enough
I am sorry
I always will be
7 comments:
we do what we
can
and that
has to be good enough
i feel this pain time and time again. as parents hold children that will never grow old. i am consistently reminded of the coldplay song "fix you" ::
tears stream/down your face/when you loose something you cannot replace.
i am constantly whispering:
"i'm sorry i couldn't fix you"
there is a peace in knowing that someone out there understands the emotional price of the job. thanks for sharing.
i really appreaciate your thought and comment very much Alfie. Thank you dearly.
that was very kind of you to share.
i am the
SILENCE
in the screams of family members
embracing one and other just an earshot
away
on the front porch
Stirring. The mental state I'm in at this moment opens up window of a completely different interpretation of these lines.
But yes, I was touched approaching the end. And I could roll over the beginning almost immediately as if a reincarnation occurred. And for me there lies the beauty of this verse. The succession sprouts plethora of emotions.
Amazing read and re-read!
Yes, "i will always be."
So moving, those last two lines. Straightforward, in the context of the poem. Very real. Not just the depth of the apology but the farewell behind it.
Thank you to everyone who reads here and is kind enough to leave commments. Your thoughts and ideas mean very much to me and are a constant inspiration. Thank you so much.
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