Lost In The Mist Poem by Danny Speicher
Lost In The Mist
Chin up, my son, today you are a man
No more tugging on mommy's apron strings
Quit asking and asking help from her hands
No more time for all your childlike things
Stop crying, stop weeping, mourning your loss
Why can't you just stand on your own two feet?
Live your life... leave family, be normal
Stop looking for her, your problems, to meet
See that gold necklace placed upon her neck?
It isn't your pendant lying there now
Symbolism is clear... He took your place
It will do no good to furl your brow
Danny, you're a man now, like it or not
Close family... it will never exist
Quit longing for it and striving for it
Those days are memories, lost in the mist
((May 11th,2007))
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5/10/2024 8:24:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sounds like words my mother spoke to many years ago.Sept of 75 to be exact.It amazes me how so many people can go through life living the same kinds of pain and hurt and joys ext... and yet never meet. I have read most of your poems. I can't belive how your poems reflect so many of my own feeling. I've been writing for years. Just started to post some to shair with others. For so long I allowed family to tell me my poems and writings were trash. They can't tell me that any more.