‘fifty Days And More Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

‘fifty Days And More



‘Fifty days and more
Have passed
And yet
You have not visited me’

So spoke the Voice beneath
The damp stones of green.

Fell I on that blessed ground
And kissed I that blessed ground
That day.

‘My mother, o my mother’

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 24 June 2014

This poem is far too personal and intimate for me to make a comment. I will keep a respectful silence. And send your my sympathies for what they are worth. My twin sister and I lost our mother just over 18 months ago, and the loss still stings. But she was in good health for almost all of her 94+ years, and for that we can only count our blessings.

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