I walked past your flat today and almost knocked on the door.
I thought I heard your voice and hoped to turn to see your face.
I almost called you on the phone,
then remembered you would not pick up at all.
I went to the old bridge by the river
and sat down alone in the sun.
A feeling of sorrow washed over me
and knowing that we would never play in the river again
made the sorrow stick.
How I miss you and all we did.
How I long for your jokes
and how you'd pick on me.
You showed me how to juggle.
To stand that little bit longer,
to wait and understand the other view.
To run when I feel weak.
To sit and take in the world for what it is.
To never listen to the lie
and always pause to ask why.
Never to cry when feeling wrong.
Never to run before looking where
and always speak my mind.
To forgive and not forget
and take them out with out a doubt.
I walked past your grave tonight and left a smile by the side.
For all the things I said I wouldn’t be
and all the people I would not turn in to.
To find I’ve become what I hated most
and how you would of laughed at me.
Hello Poet Maria I enjoyed your poem, very sad and well written. Loyd
Maria, such beautiful words that have touched my heart. Colin already knows your beauty and would be proud of these words written for him. Thank you. I have saved these words that hold so much meaning.
Lovely Dear, it's as if you have taken a short cut through the window and it's face....iip
Loaded with Love and longings! Rich imagery!
Heart touching rendition vivacious with strong emotions. Well conceived and elegantly penned from the heart. Thanks for sharing Maria.
Hi maria, I liked this poem very much. A delight in reading it. Thank you for sharing.
Many thanks for sharing your sorrow here, and your bro wouldn't laughed at you. He would have read his sis' beautiful mind.
I walked past your grave tonight and left a smile by the side. For all the things I said I wouldn’t be and all the people I would not turn in to. To find I’ve become what I hated most and how you would of laughed at me...... in memory of your brother Colin. sweet memories..... penned in a wonderful and memorable way. thank you dear poetess.. tony
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I would like to translate this poem
I walked past your grave tonight and left a smile by the side. For all the things I said I wouldn’t be and all the people I would not turn in to. To find I’ve become what I hated most and how you would of laughed at me. to be alone without the loved one.......to suffer that loneliness at the grave... thank you for expressing these feelings very well in this poem. thank you dear poetess. tony
Thank you and it is a joy to know you enjoyed reading this poem