The Last Time

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This could have been divide into more than one (poem)Thought, I did not because when it started it just kept flowing. I know it is long but it was so completely there, I can not break it up.

The Last Time

James has gone, home it seems
he's found some peace, in rest.
I know he'll hurt-not one day more.
I'll remember him giving his best;

The best of days to carry us, some smiles to see us through.
A memory of love and trust...of legacy not set wayside,
of Family a must
                      has traveled to me from you!

I do not come to stand here tall,
to carry myself wise.
I only came to let them flow and memories spill, fall from my eyes.

It's not so much I'll miss him
                             as long for him I will.
The time for us was limited,
precious spaces...now left to fill.

Too miss him is a given, to love him always will.
To know my heart is Driven...
His presence no longer still.

I will to carry you with me,
everywhere I go .
I love you Alway - forever.
You face in my heart, a Glow!

Of all I now have thought of and everything unsaid,
of words formed by emotions, left swimming in my head.
Of this one thing I'm certain; I know and rest assured.
Thru time our ties, through years and lies have deepened, grown stronger...endured.

I stand in the garden of wonder and finger the leaves of a vine.
I look to the sun and ponder - how the ebb of yours, fit the flow of mine.

I thought I said,"I Love You", winked and lent a hand.
I know I'm thinking of you,  I Blinked and jumped to stand...

I'm not dreaming!
                   just missing you Dearly, already...

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mamasan commented on The Last Time

11-18-2009

Beautifully written and may you find peace and healing in the good memories you did build along the way. I agree the poem belongs as it is and should not be broken up.

JeffBQ

11/18/2009

Thank you for the kind words. Also thanks for the agreement it helps build confidence, I am very well and I am blessed, again thanks

Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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