absence made my heart grow fonder

August stormAugust storm Posts: 186
edited November 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
MISSING THEM

on my way to visit dear dad, dark and empty road,
its 3 am and pearl jam is playing ,the tunes echo in the dark van.

fog making the trip longer while visions of my children and hubby grow stronger,
missing them i cry a tear,crazy visions creating impulsive fear.

thinking this trip could be my last, wasted moments i let pass....
regret for lost time in my every day life, thinking maybe im not the perfect wife.

my children growing with every blink of my eye, death is not picky with the run of a deer i could easily die!

thinking what if my children grew ill , i wouldnt be there to give them my kisses that magically heal.

my daddy so dear and close , now feelings of guilt for him are settling just as close, for he shows me so much love i cant put into words, a visit from me is what he wants most!

anxiety is causing cramps, instead of thinking of such sad things i wish i could be happy to have such wonderful beings, im going to close with a prayer to the lord..........
oh please let me be safe to arrive a depart for i love my family with all of my heart!
whats good for the goose is good for the gander
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  • You, my friend, are one of the most sincere writers I've ever encountered myself with.

    That makes it beautiful!
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  • Originally posted by deadnothingbetter
    You, my friend, are one of the most sincere writers I've ever encountered myself with.

    That makes it beautiful!
    thank you :) you are very sweet:)
    whats good for the goose is good for the gander
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