Not her another
My god,Why did you take her?
You took the wrong one not her another.
Regret is a feeling I feel each day.
You took her from me and i didn't say "I love you mom" in my own way;
only to hear her say it back to me.
God,Why couldn't you just let us be?
She didn't deserve to die;Didn't deserve to be in pain,only leaving me here asking you why?
Night after night as i cry in vain.
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Heart broken | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
| Hope | 1 | 08/04/2009 |
| What more does it take for you? | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
| What am I going to do if you let me go? | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
| Wrapped in your love | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
| This never-ending something | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
| Alone,Exiled, and Disdained |
1 | 06/05/2009 |
| Not her another | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
| To all of us | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
| Unheared voice | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
| Why did you have to walk out that door? | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
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