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Teresa Lucius Poem
Sitting in your hospital room all in white,
I remember your face for what would be the last time,
the tears fell down your face,
from the passing of your daughter that day.
I remember your tears of not understanding why,
I remember you questioned God after all those times,
when you prayed throughout your life in endless dedication,
to finally on this day have someone taken from you without your permission.
Looking back today I wish I would have fulfilled that promise to you,
to be there every day and read the bible to you through and through,
but, yesterday is bittersweet, only memories remain,
you were my aunt who I knew, but never did, it's just not the same.
You were a person around me my whole life, yet I barely got to know
your smile is all I am left with, your laugh just my stepping stone,
to the person I wish I could be,
someone who loved me endlessly, yet knowing you is now a distant memory.
Your passion for life, the people you helped,
those are just some of the attributes I wish I had myself,
your gray hair that used to hit your tired wrinkled face,
is now resting in the arms of Christ, the best embrace.
The Most Fascinating Person I Never Knew
2/26/2013
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"Withered bright and desperate sky,
can you tell me the secret of the night,
having bared all the world gone by,
do you also know the secret of this life?"
"My friend, my friend-dearest moon,
i do know these secrets you seek,
they are not far from you,
deep in yourself you must reach."
"Withered sky, as withered as you are,
I am disheartened by this search,
it seems endless and so far,
my light has dimmed, is this a curse?"
"My friend, my friend-dearest moon,
the truth you seek is the light within you."
Moon is my Muse
2/25/2013
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kiss the rain and touch my hand
oh- to dance like we use to
kiss the rain and touch my hand
i recall a time when lovers did stand
in time frozen solid i stood and gave solace.
a place in my heart the grave did stop it.
my heart from beating, my feet once fleeting-
to dance like i used to.
kiss the rain and touch my face
oh-the wind in my hair, moment of grace
i recall a time when dancing was divine
but now has stopped, a moment in time.
in time frozen sweetly, my secrets shared discreetly-
of how i longed to dance with you again.
so instead my memory kissed the rain in hopes
that someday that kiss would meet your face.
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Teresa Lucius Poem
Hope of Summer Time
my eyes have seen time passing by
tree of green and skies so wide,
i hope these times never fade away
but i understand time doesnt stay the same,
i understand life can sometimes be harsh
and i figured days go by as life so much,
i truly can appreciate though
why we keep pressing forward into the unknown,
days go by
time does too,
each day starts,
fresh and anew.
my eyes have seen time passing still
people are born they die life passing till,
the seasons change and the leaves fall down
winter comes til the spring sprouts come out.
days go by
time does too,
each day starts,
fresh and anew.
my eyes of old see life gone by
reminsing of times in my life,
i share them with you both stories of good and bad
regret and triumph and things i wish i had,
but in the end its all about
the relationships youve built, the people you loved,
and how u lived.
You have lived! You have loved, you have taught me all of the things a father should have taught. Never regret the past, because without it you wouldnt be who you are and you dad are wonderful.!
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Reflections
Looking into the mirror I see a
face.
With time each line is a
resemblance of a race.
The races are sometimes long
and short
the lines reflecting on a time I
won an inward war.
Looking into the mirror I am
starting to see this young face
change slowly into a memory.
The memories of being young
and nieve, moments of
youthful happiness and
timeless grief.
Looking into the mirror I touch
the glass and looking back I
am alive in this reflection..
Unparalleled though I touch the
glass frame of a father I lost
but looking back he is in a
place I cannot touch. He
cannot touch the frame back on
the other side but keeps that
smile in that frame- a moment
frozen in time.
Looking on, today, will just be a
moment captured somewhere
in a frame.
Another year that passes is
another earned wrinkle on my
face.
But each race I run and each
moment That will be .. Can be
a reflection placed in a timeless
album about my life for my
children to see....
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Teresa Lucius Poem
6 months now has gone away
And in each moment I miss your face:
Your smile, ur sparkling eyes, the look that always reassured me things were alright.
But now I only have memories to comfort me when fear strikes my life.
Time is long and people say it heals.
Yet in this case I disagree because I miss you still.
I miss our talks about boys and then marriage- how could i make it for fifty years like you and mom.
But now I ask mom what you would say when I feel lost with my husband and here is what she said you would say:
Time has a way of healing. Take each moment as it comes. Don't count your chickens before they hatch because you don't know what's in each one. Love without regret. Put God first in all you do because in the end it doesn't matter- the opinions of the few. Forget about distractions do what you love. Remember I love you and am with you right above.
Spend time with your family - love your husband - you got a good one or else I wouldn't of let him take your hand. I had your beginnings he has your end.
6 months now has gone away. So I will take your advice and cherish everyday. Even though you died your still alive to me. And dad your my angel and for that it means everything.
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Lie
Close eyes,
dream deep,
we meet.
Eyes open,
your gone,
tears flow.
Cold touch,
warm embrace
latter desire.
Walk endless,
streets glass,
shattered heart.
I scream,
none hear,
living lie.
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