WINGS… a poem/ballad

It was just an old shirt and worn out old hat

Folded up and sitting on a shelf

The last time I touched em

Was when I moved to this house

And that was a few years ago

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She was so curious exploring all the time

As she wondered from room to room

Looking for treasures, at least in her mind

Hoping to find something new

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I was sitting on the porch swing enjoying the day

Sipping on a glass of sweet tea

When my little granddaughter came laughing my way

Saying, “Papa… Look what I found!  Do you see?”

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And I thought that my heart would jump out of my chest

When I saw what granddaughter wore

It was all I could do to hold back the tears

While emotions constricted my core

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She jumped on my lap and hugged me so tight

While the tears escaped down my face

She never knew her mother

But the resemblance was strong

And my mind went to another place

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“Papa, what’s wrong?  Why are you crying?”

She said as she hugged me again

I said, “These were your mother’s.” 

As I pointed to the clothes

You remind me of her way back when

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We sat for awhile

And listened to the birds

And watched as the wind blew the leaves

I said a silent prayer

And looked up to Heaven

Where I know my daughter has wings

Angel, Woman, Wing, Female, Angel Figure

HOME… a short tale

Drip, drip, drip… “Honey, I think it’s still raining outside.  It seems like a good morning to stay snuggled up under the sheets and blanket.  It’s getting colder!”  Drip, drip, drip…  “I expect our sweet children will be bounding in here at any time taking flight to jump onto the bed and on top of us…”  Drip, drip, drip…

“Is that thunder I keep hearing?  It seems like it’s been going on forever!”  Drip, drip, drip…  “I’m sorry!  What did you say?  Everything seems muffled.  I must be coming down with something.”  Drip, drip, drip…

“Whew!  Why is it getting so cold?”  Drip, drip, drip…  “Whoa!  What the heck is that?  Holy smokes that’s got to be the brightest light I’ve ever seen!   Honey!  Honey, do you see this?  Honey?”   Drip, drip, drip…

“Sargent!  We can’t stop the bleeding.  He’s been hit too many times.”  Drip, drip, drip…  “He’s been mumbling the whole time since I got here.    I think he’s dreaming.  I can’t make out what he’s saying, and I swear it looks like he’s smiling.  Oh no!  I can’t find his pulse.”  Drip…

“Okay!  Mark the time of death and hand me his dog tags.  I think he had a family back home.  He was one of the brave ones.  God’s speed, soldier! Now, we need to get out of here.”

War, Reenactment, Battle, Soldiers

DADDY… a poem

Daddy was the strong one

I had never seen him cry

When grandpa passed away

He came and wiped my eye

And grandma wasn’t far behind

She loved my grandpa so

He wiped away more tears that day

From me – but not his own

That was so very long ago

Now, with children by my side

My mamma passed away today

And daddy broke down and cried

EYES OF WATERFALLS… a song

Image result for man crying in the rain

As I stand here in the rain

I can’t tell

What were tears and what were raindrops

When they fell

And the puddle that is growing

‘round my feet

Will find a hole in my soul

When they meet

silhouette of person standing on sea dock under cloudy sky

Please don’t talk about horizons

And of time

There is too much going on, now

In my mind

As these ashes of her spill upon the wind

Into the ocean of this sadness

And the end

I remember when we met

On that playground

For both of us love at first sight

I know, profound

Well, the years drew us closer

As they passed

And then the vows that we exchanged

Had come at last

man wearing black jacket

But fate had written heartache

All along

Crashing down the world around me

With this song

All my dreams and all my hopes

Were trampled down

Now, in these eyes of waterfalls

Is where I’m found

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Man crying

Man on rocks

Reflection

Sitting on beach

GOODBYES… a quick song

man and girl sitting on brown dock near boat and two white ducks during daytime
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I remember when I was little

And I held my daddy’s hand

The memories come flooding in

So, I do the best I can

—————–

To try and hold back the tears

As I say my last goodbyes

Feeling the swelling of my heart

That’s spilling from my eyes

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You see, daddy always loved me

And I always knew it was true

And that is why, my little one

I always say – I love you

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And there’ll come a time someday

When you will be standing where I do

Holding the hand of your little one

And saying – I love you, too

Yeah, holding the hand of your little one

And saying – I love you, too

MOONLIGHT… a short song

man and woman holding hands in silhouette photography
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Why can’t the stars all come down from the night?
Clearing the cobwebs and making it bright.
And, where is the hero I promised to be?
Lost in whirlwind I tread cautiously.
 
Maybe tomorrow I’ll be washed by the rain
Removing this heartache
Removing this pain
And I never dreamed that I’d be here alone…
Yeah, I’ll keep on living…
And you’ll still be gone.
 
Moonlight it still shines there - down on the sands.
The memory is etched of us still holding hands.
And mountain tops glisten too peaked with their snow.
A lifetime is fading from years long ago.
 
Maybe tomorrow I’ll be washed by the rain
Removing this heartache
Removing this pain
And I never dreamed that I’d be here alone…
Yeah, I’ll keep on living…
And you’ll still be gone.


(Repeat)