Email Poem

Your IP Address: 13.58.3.158

Your Email Address:

To Email Address:

Subject

Personal Note:

Poem Title:

Poem

This good Samaritan tending to

this loney neglected grave,

making it look as clean as it

had been in ages.

A tear rolls down his face, knowing

that too much time had passed by,

he should have done this many years ago,

then getting ready to depart he

says Dad, I'm so sorry, please

forgive me, I beg you,

I should have come home sooner,

but was too proud, but now

I'm home to stay; I will make these trips

back here each week and tell you many

things I never got a chance to speak with you

about, I want you to know, that I love you very much.


Written 5-23-11


I had my dad in mind when i wrote this, I have only been to his grave
one time, that was the day of the funeral in 1970 and again in 1990.
   This was also the second part of  Just a Lonely rose, which started out
as one long poem, but shorted for two poems. 

But in this poem I am telling my dad, what i never got a chance to tell
him while he was living.

CAPTCHA Preview

Type the characters you see in the picture

Required