by Susan Mearing | Nov 11, 2009 | Poetry
THIS ONE IS MY SON COMING HOME TO REST THIS ONE IS MY SON HE WAS THE VERY BEST EACH ONE BEFORE WAS SOMEONES SON AND EVERY ONE TO FOLLOW BUT THIS ONE IS MY SON AND I CANNOT BEAR THE SORROW
by Susan Mearing | Nov 11, 2009 | Poetry
BE QUIET CLOSE YOUR EYES AND BE STILL CAN YOU HEAR ME CAN YOU SEE ME CAN YOU FEEL ME WAIT YES I CAN HEAR YOUR SOFT VOICE CALLING AND I CAN SEE YOUR DEAREST FACE SMILING AND I CAN FEEL YOUR TENDER ARMS ENFOLDING YOU ARE NOT GONE NO THOUGH THEY TOOK MY LIFE AWAY IN THAT...
by Susan Mearing | Nov 11, 2009 | Poetry
I HAVE NOT LEFT YOU MOTHER DEAR THOUGH THEY TELL YOU I AM GONE I FEEL NO PAIN NOW MOTHER DEAR LIKE THE OTHERS WHO FIGHT ON SO DO NOT GRIEVE NOW MOTHER DEAR JUST BE QUIET AND BE STILL YOU SHALL FEEL ME THERE BESIDE YOU AND YOU ALWAYS...
by Susan Mearing | Nov 11, 2009 | Poetry
ALL QUIET NOW NO MORE FEAR NO MORE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS NO MORE WAITING FOR THE KNOCK ON THE DOOR NO MORE DREADING SOMETHING TERRIBLE ALWAYS THE WORST. NO MORE FEELING YOUR PAIN WORSE THAN MY OWN. NO MORE CRYING YOUR TEARS. I HURT MORE THAN YOU EVER DID I HOPE. BUT NOW...
