Running, working, wooing.
Just why did you not stay?
Hold my hand, kiss my lips
Just come for one more day
Hush now, please don't be cross
We have done all we could
Had our kids, one two three
I must go as I should
Running, laughing, wedding,
Please do come back to play
Why just you, why not me?
I'll do anything you say
I am tired, I must go
I'd not cope on my own
I will wait 'til you come
Pity there is no phone
Running, feeding, growing
Kids and grandkids miss you
You should see them all now
The girls all look like you
I was so sad to go
We've done our job quite well
Life circles round and round
When called we cannot tell
Running, mourning, crying,
All those years of our lives
Gone as I'm left behind
Now my sanity dives
Smile, I will see you soon
You'll not have long to wait
Soon I'll be watching you
Come through that pearly gate
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Such sadness, such longing in this give-and-take!
ReplyDeleteThis is too sad. I know it's a killer but you have just got to keep hanging in there.She would want you to smile and love the things around you.
ReplyDeleteWow! You make the swiftness of mortal life quite present! I think it's genious here to address the one the narrator ran with once and will again.
ReplyDeleteSuch sad yearning...I can so relate.
ReplyDeleteI like the back and forth conversation, and agree with Rall that she would want you to enjoy your time till you meet again. A beautiful poem, Robin. I so relate.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poetic dialogue. Sad, but sweet in its love.
ReplyDeleteThe runners in this race are both winners i think; because of that bond of love
ReplyDeleteMuch♥️love
Beautifully written! I know that longing. But you know – although it is not the same as the joy of hearing the beloved physical voice – there IS a phone.
ReplyDeleteOh, how we run through life. Lovely poem
ReplyDeleteYou'll not have long to wait
ReplyDeleteSoon I'll be watching you
Come through that pearly gate
The call to be together again (in death do we meet?) is always at the back of the mind for separated loving couples!
Hank
Beautifully written in two parts. I can feel the longing it is real.
ReplyDeleteLove the conversational form...
ReplyDeleteInteresting conversation!! And the girls look like you.
ReplyDeleteWe run through life and it runs through us. The dialogue was a perfect way to present this.
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