Thursday, June 1, 2017

gift

you were the gift
that kept on giving
I become complacent
thinking you would
always be there
until you were gone
I realized how much
you meant to me
and Now I wish
I had told you then
instead of holding
the words within


"Rose in the hands" by George Hodan
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11 comments:

  1. ha, we entered the same title 'gift'
    now i'll have to go back and see if my word count is also 44:)

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  2. Gayle Walters RoseJune 1, 2017 at 10:00 PM

    Sometimes we could kick ourselves for what we don't say in a relationship for whatever reason...usually fear I suppose. Love this quadrille, Arcadia Maria.

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    1. My poem linked for tonight is 'Gift' as well :) You have such a knack for putting relational nuggets into a short poem

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  3. A gift that keep on giving... really love that.

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  4. So sorry, unexpected visitors last night have made me rather late in responding to your piece. But you say it all so neatly here - we've all been there...

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  5. The if onlys—this must strike a chord with almost everyone, and you put it so beautifully!

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  6. Yes, we are often left full of words in our sorrow. Best to say what we feel when we feel it. Lovely write.

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  7. The greatest regret of all, I think.

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  8. We must spill the beans when we have the chance!!

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  9. Very touching ~ Sometimes we learn too late the price of such gifts when lost ~

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