Conversation.
The conversation began when I was
born
of world, wars, love
He talked, I dreamed
of family, lovers, strangers, God
He talked, I dreamed
of career, passion, who shall I
become
The conversation began when I was
born
A rich running dialogue
of loss, remembrance, celebration
He talked, I dreamed
Dreamed
Of All that is
And all he hoped I would be.
As heaven would host him
Now I am
The talker
He the dreamer
And the conversation continues
Infinite
The way we know love to be.
Posts
8 comments:
Dearest Sis, I am so sorry for your loss. I know you will do a fantastic job with the service.
(((HUGS)))
My condolences to you and your famiily. Have a safe journey Sis, and the poem is lovely!
My condolences and thoughts go with you Babz... and I think your eulogy is beautiful...
Thank you Kay C.
Thank you Miz.
Thank you Big Mark 243.
It was a lovely day. I am exhausted.
I am so sorry for your loss. Your poem is beautiful.
May comfort and peace flood you & the rest of your family during this time of bereavement.
Beautiful poem.
May your Uncle Lonnie sleep in peace.
OMG! What a wonderfully, GORGEOUSLY emotional & insightful poem! Please believe that your beloved Uncle Lonnie would be uber proud of you & these words you've penned. It's so sad that real raw tragic situations tend to bring out our most authentically creative selves.
I can tell you that halfway thru this piece, while reading it out loud, I almost broke down & cried. That's how much I FELT you.
So sorry for your loss, my Sista. I know it must be profound.
One Love.
Thank you bayoucreole.
Sister Kel, I appreciate your kind words. Thank you.
Lin,
I am moved that someone of your wordsmithing caliber finds anything I write of value. Thank you. I am honored and moved.
Post a Comment