The long introverted days of winter,
Bringing this year to an end,
As memories flood of good and bad times,
We try to mend.
I long to see my parents again,
But their days are long gone,
They ripened my nature with sunshine,
The light of their love and care,
In the corners of my mind,
Death is final and so unfair,
Sometimes we lose our souls, as life unfolds,
With dark foreboding moments,
Like been threatened by a killer shark,
As we wait for the light of the spring,
With the arrival of the melodious lark,
As the New Year is on our doorstep,
Of wishing the dead to rise,
To knock on our doors like a miracle surprise.
To comfort us with the pleasure of their loving presence,
Reaching out with thoughts so pure.
The slings and arrows that are aimed at us,
We learn to endure,
We embrace our past loved one's, they know who we are,
Their brightness lingers each slumbering night,
With their strength we never give up the fight
For truth in a world covered in clouds, hiding hard facts,
The rain of starvation, disease and pain,
Pelting down with no mercy,
We can change the situation by reaching out with kindness,
A planet of heroes digging away to uproot the goodness,
Like the teachings of the bible leaving Christ's mark,
Working towards a better dawn,
With the arrival of the beautiful song of the lark.
A fantastic poem, I always think of my parents about this time, it's been many years since they passed but this time of year always makes you think about them that bit more.
In the cusp between the current year and the New year, it is so natural to look back to the times gone by! We have regrets many and hopes too; regrets about the dear ones vanished from our lives. We hope to wade through the slimy marsh of life by the strength got through our parents departed! Let us hopefully wait for a new dawn and the song of the lark! A great write! !
Tthere are many emotions in this poem loss, fond memories and `hope it is a brilliant poem that makes you feel every one of those emotions as you read a definite ten
I can feel the emotion and hear you speak these words an incredible write. Always love your work as it is straight from your heart. Thank you and CHEERS to you
Beautiful imagery....I love many of your poems in that they reflect gentleness, insightfulness, and caring. You were blessed with kind and beautiful parents and the gifts they helped you grow you unselfishly share with all. Thanks!
Beautiful flow of words. Yes, we wish miraculous surprises knock our door, especially during New Year. Beautiful lines.. Wishing you too a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! ! ! . God Bless you!
A very Happy Christmas and a wonderful New Year to you Hazel. Great poem, many lovely lines.
Happy Christmas. this poem is really nice and spreads a great sense of cheering to the universe.
... happy new year hazel, , , will love to read your work in the next year as well, , , , a wonderful write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the lyricism of this poem its sense of longing and loss yet hopeful for the voice of Spring. waiting for renewal and the lark her tuneful herald. 10/10 Thanks for sharing BB: O)