Ring Poem by Rachelle Toscannini

Ring

Rating: 5.0


as i look through the box
I see my mother's ring
as i put it on
I feel my mothers presents
knowing i put this ring away
while my mother was dying
my hatred over came me
and made me angry
not at me at her
I was mad for her leaving me
I wasn't ready
i wasn't old enough
I didn't want to go with my father
I never knew him
the stranger holding me
as i ran to my mother coffin
screaming for her to awake
i never knew what it could feel like
and you'll never know how i over came my anger
i wasn't mad at her or my self i was to young to know
even though she gone she will always love me
now i see she didn't want to go
my father was trying to help
even with showing no tears
i thought he didn't care but now i see he had to do it
Just for me
I can say i still miss you mother but no matter what you'll always
Be here when i need you

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Scarborough Gypsy 11 December 2006

Beautiful! Very very sorrowful. Such a sad story. This is an excellent poem but again requires some editing on typo's/spelling. Correct this and you will have a great piece of work. Kind regards Gyp's

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