It's easy just to sit here
And think about the past
Wandering why my parents
Were never built to last.
If I could turn the clock back
Or steal the stars at night
I'd sit with you. I'd hold your hands
I'd beg with you to fight.
I wouldn't take life for granted.
I'd kiss you every day.
Take on your opinions.
What you had to say
I wish I'd taken notice
Of all the things you said.
But now I sit here in a daze
Just thoughts stuck in my head.
I look at happy families
The love that's in their eyes
Sometimes tinged with jealousy
A field of ifs and whys.
Life is just a journey
But has no map or plan
You made me see that while I'm here
Enjoy it While I can.
Heaven stole my parents
Gave me the gift of life
A perfect swap for happiness
One day a Mum and wife
My puzzle now completed
The world is in my hands
I have my little family
A road of unknown plans
My life was never simple
A struggle from the start
I've learnt to make the most of it
Instead of fall apart
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3 May 2019
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A superb bitter-sweet journey of a poem, so lovingly expressed to one and all. And a pay-off to move on from life's many struggles and become stronger. And great lines 'Heaven stole my parents, Gave me the gift of life. And yes, we would give our all material possessions to be with departed ones for just one minute. 10++ and added to my favs. Thank you for writing and sharing this ying and yang memory bubble poem.