June 4, 2017
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. The theme for this week is Memorial Day, which was observed on May 29.
Today’s poem is about a mother’s love for her dead child.
I welcome comments on my poems at
https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
I miss your laughter, fun, and gentleness.
I miss the things I used to do for you.
I miss the time, now filled with emptiness,
When each day was a stage for something new.
I miss your love, though mine for you remains,
A passion with no outlet to the sea,
A teardrop in a desert, that contains
What's left of my maternal ecstasy.
I miss your presence, like a silent chord
That anchored even solitude in grace.
I miss, for my love's labor, the reward
Of seeing some small pleasure in your face.
All these I miss, and yet they are all here
Within my heart, far more than I can bear.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I
chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/imiss7.html.
For more poems about death, go to https://www.poemsforfree.com/deathpoems.html
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This week's theme: Memorial Day
June 1: Maybe It Was Worth It, Maybe Not
June 4: I Miss Your Laughter, Fun, and Gentleness
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