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JB

Remembrance of you

It’s been exactly a month since you passed from this world To the next, starting the next stage of you existence You have left a mark in each one of us, One that still aches with remembrance One that still craves the wisdom of your voice One that still yearns for you smile to shine upon them Yet this is now gone, forever Leaving emptiness where your guidance and love used to dwell Right now for all who knew you, it’s the physical they miss Yet if they could just look within, they would feel you Your presence still fills the air around us. Your spirit still lives within each of us This is cold comfort for the long lonely evenings When you were a call away from being spoken to A connection away from being heard Now we rely on memories to hear you and see you in our minds eye You are missed more than words can express And loved more than any one heart can express You will dwell within each generation to come Your legacy will be heard in the cry of each newborn to come Dad, we love you, we miss you, we mourn you Yet we remember you, and cherish your memory We will love you, Always and forever, beyond time
— Feebie, Jan 03, 2009

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Region, Country: Gauteng, ZMB

Favorite Poets: Sylvia Plath, Robert Frost

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Ink Dragon

17 years 5 months ago

Feebie,

so very from the heart. Your last two lines shine with promise. Maybe this is the only hope in a situation like this. Hugs, Ink P.S. My substitute mother died of cancer, too, this was 3 years ago. I still want to grab the phone on impulse to call her when something especially good or bad happens...
JB

Jillian Botha

16 years 10 months ago

That impulse to grab the phone and dial his mobile number...

Hi ID Yes, i can relate to that impulse only to well. I recieved an award at work not so long ago, and when anything good or bad happens in my life the first 2 people i call are Mom and Dad. Dad is there no more. But believe he is with me, watching smiling and guiding in his own gentle way. Much love in script Feebie (Jill) Mistakes happen, do not dwell on them, live them, mourn them and move on to better things. (PS: if that does not work eat lots and lots of chocolate)
yenti

yenti

17 years 5 months ago

Feebie

Your Father is but a thought away, and will always be so. That you cannot hold his hand, in this physical world, is hard, and will take a lot of getting use to. This is called grieving, and is for us, as he now knows that as you think of him, so he will be there at your side always, there to share the rest of your days here, until you meet again. I can only send my thoughts to heal, and hold you, as you rearange the days, that seem empty now, but really are full of everything you need to hold, Yours in our thoughts Ian.T and I guess all Neopoets.
JB

Jillian Botha

16 years 10 months ago

Thank you Ian

It wil get easier, the burden of pain lighter, in time. Mistakes happen, do not dwell on them, live them, mourn them and move on to better things. (PS: if that does not work eat lots and lots of chocolate)