Richard Lackman

Rookie - 115 Points (Philadelphia)

Evan


When I lost my son to a tragedy I thought that love would end
But I never guessed how it could be that my love for him would bend
And sway like a tree in a summer storm and quiver but never break
While the memory of a love well worn would lessen my heartache
I speak to my son each morning and pray with him every night
He comments without speaking and fills my days with light
My thoughts are blessed with images of his wit and grace
And constantly as I go on I see his smiling face
I cherish what God gave me although it did not last
And try to live in the present while giving thanks for the past
Yet I know that as long as my will holds fast
We will always together share
Feelings so strong, so deep, so vast
And forever remain a pair

Submitted: Wednesday, February 22, 2012

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  • Gold Star - 10,094 Points * Sunprincess * (1/6/2014 7:00:00 PM)

    ...this is sad...but I also think God could also not have given her a son...so I feel it is better to enjoy him for only a short time than to never at all...love these lines...
    ~I speak to my son each morning and pray with him every night
    He comments without speaking and fills my days with light~ (Report) Reply

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