passing words

oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
edited September 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
someone passed away seven yesterdays,
a man i loved,
a hero to me,
my father.

now i'm on my way,
to canada,
to ease the sorrow that which i am sure to never forget,
and yet,
i am ready for some rockin' PEARL JAM!!!!!
Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
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Comments

  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    I'm so sorry for your loss, Jessie, my friend.
  • Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,265
    See you up there!
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
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