"HEY OLD MAN"

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    "HEY OLD MAN"

    Hey old man, our son and I are missing you so much,
    Its been a year since we have heard your voice or felt your touch,
    We are just missing you so much...

    I drempt of you again lastnight,
    Your always standing in such a beautiful light,
    I was hoping that you would come to our son too, that you just might,
    He's growing up, hiding his grief, putting up a good fight,
    I know your watching over him although not in sight, 
    He just needs to see you and i was just hoping you might come to him one night...

    Hey old man we're just missing you every day,
    I know God had his reason for taking you away,
    We need you here in such a huge way, but hey old man, we'll be OK,
    I know that because thats what you would SAY....

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    Paolo commented on "HEY OLD MAN"

    05-31-2009

    While I feel the longing and pain of the voice of this poem, the style in which it is presented makes it difficult to read as poetry.

    Christine56

    05/31/2009

    Thankyou so much for your comment Paolo, I understand exactly, i read yours and they are difficult for me, all poets write so differently, don't they? Thanks again.. Christine

    StandingBear commented on "HEY OLD MAN"

    05-29-2009

    Loved ones lost will always live within us. "I know that because that's what you would say" ___ Great write. 9

    Christine56

    05/29/2009

    StandingBear, Thank You, that is exactly what I would say...Thanks

    madpoet123 commented on "HEY OLD MAN"

    05-29-2009

    this is a tear jerker and then the photo making it so real,how sad,bless you dear mother and your son!

    madpoet123 commented on "HEY OLD MAN"

    05-29-2009

    I loved this added it to my faves.hey i lost my old man a year ago,seems like yesterday,this kinda tugged at the heart

    Christine56

    05/29/2009

    Thanks so much for your comment mad.. it was a year the 12th that my sons dad died n its been kinda hard this month so i just started writing..my son would always greet him, hey old man n he would say hey baby boy, my son was 16 3 days after his dad died, 17 now..Bless you too mad n thanks..

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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