Finding the time leaves a trail of tears
I’ve told him I love him but he still feels fear
That I’ll not be there when he makes a call
Because I go with my girl friends to the mall
© 2011 Michael Yost
http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2011/07/poetry-potluck-week-46-love-and-its-not.html
Painful. The desperation of a love one and that old parent fear of being abandoned by their grown children.
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Thanks for the visit and the comments. I wrote this one because of the first one: https://booguloo.wordpress.com/2011/07/24/left-overs/
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It takes time to trust especially if one has been hurt/betrayed before 😦
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Very Very true.
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Trust is a delicate thing. Fragile. Time and love heal. Key: don’t give up. 🙂
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This is very true.
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awe…children they always expect you to be there. always. I still do .
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When Daddy doesn’t get his due though it hurts him as well.
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So simple and so beautiful…
Liked it so much…
Thanks for sharing…
Shashi
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2010/05/whispers.html
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Thanks Shashi. Simple carries the heaviest messages.
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cute, love it.
stay active, poetry will be your 3rd love…
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It does give me pleasure; as I hope it does for others. smiles…
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