Morning finally comes,
creeping around the edges
of the bedroom blinds.
I have been waiting
for hours.
My mind alone
in the dark
can be frightening place
filled with
would haves,
could haves,
should haves,
and what ifs.......
When light fills the darkness
it is then my mind can rest
in the safety of the knowledge
that I did my best...
It was always you
who could not be filled.
My mind says let go,
but my heart never will.
14 comments:
Oh this is beautiful Deb and it touches something so deep inside me today.
There is no replay button in life is there?
Well done you!! Well done.
What a powerfully written poem. It definitely spoke to my heart.
Oh, this is so beautiful! And so sad at the same time! It sure spoke to me!! Beautiful photo ... Love, Silke
What a lovely poem, Deb! Beautifully said. My 'frightening time' seems to be 3am. :) That's when my logical self takes a coffee break and my anxiety-ridden twin takes control of the TV set. :) xoxox Pam
Wow, great shot with introspective words.
Beautiful poem Deb! You are certainly a word artist! Touched my soul.
Ah Deb....exceptionally beautiful.
As always! I can't say more! :)
XXOO!!
Anne
I'm glad I came over today and read this. It's beautiful...you've touched my soul with this. On a day when it was meant to be read. Thank you so much for your loving thoughts on my post today. I know I haven't been around for awhile. January is just such a difficult month for me. Sending you hugs and love xo ♥
Oh Deb, this is so beautiful!!! And so true. There are those people who come into our lives that we try desperately to love and nurture, but no matter how much we give it's never enough for them. Sometimes we just have to leave them in the hands of the Lord and say, "I've done all I can." Still it can be heartbreaking.
I adore you my beloved Blonde One!!!!
Happy hugs from me to you, cori
This is so beautifully written and I find myself relating to the first tree stanzas. My logical minds accepts the premise but the fourth stanza makes me sad. It is pulling on my heart strings. You perfectly convey something poignant though imperfect , my brain is satisfied but my heart is begging for elucidation.
I hope you have a wonderful day Deborah and I am praying for extra dose of luck, good tidings and happiness so I may share it or even give all of them to those I love. I love you. TSUP! TSUP!
Hi, Deborah! It's nice to catch up with you. Thank you for this beautiful poem. Such tenderness and sorrow, but with optimism. Simply beautiful.
Oh dear, I am so sorry to hear of Bear's passing, and I'm sorry I did not stop by earlier. She was a beautiful, faithful friend. It's hard when we lose our loving companions. Hugs to you.
Deborah- I certainly agree with the end, but I never feel safe in the knowledge I did my best. But I'm great at shrugging. It is what it is. There is no distance in this universe as great as yesterday. It just can't be had. Nice poem. ~rick
Beautiful poem, Deb. You have a wonderful gift and use it so well! Hugs, Lynda
It was always you
who could not be filled.
My mind says let go,
but my heart never will.
deborah, this is stunningly beautiful, sad, loyal, lovely. i hope you keep writing. the title of your blog is apt, and your softness is both brave and real.
xo
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