A Man Stood Part I

A Man Stood Part I Story/poem A man stood by his window, looking out into the world. Already in his twilight years, his gaze was kind of lost - as he wondered - where has my youth gone? A man stood by his window, thinking about his past life. once he had a family. It didn't last too long. Out of three children, he lost two. One died at birth, the other died in a fire with his wife. He got to save his older daughter, by jumping out of a second story window. He too got burned some and they both spend a long time in the hospital. His daughter was ten years old. he never got married again. A man stood by his window, thinking about an old love. He never knew what happened to her all he knew was that he had another daughter by her. In his mind, he knew that he had loved her, but she left when he didn't marry her. He knew now that he had made a mistake, but it was too late. A man stood by his window, looking out into the world. He's thinking, about his daughter - grown up and married, living a happy life. That is the daughter he saved. He looks in the mirror and knows, that he has gotten old. He has a lot of money and lives in a big house. Only a cat keeps him company. He don't have many friends. A man stands by his window, thinking about his past love and the daughter he has. he wonders if he will ever see them, or if they will just stay in the past...
-1/006/2013 To be continued.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Falotico Avatar
March 23, 2013 at 3:23 PM
I feel every word you have written here,,, on to part 2
Gasun Avatar
January 27, 2013 at 2:05 AM
I am so glad to read this bio my dear friend, Lucilla. Sorry for coming late but I have to proceed now to the next part......
Babcock Avatar
January 17, 2013 at 1:43 PM
Going on to the next part. phyl
Horsman Avatar
January 12, 2013 at 2:05 PM
i will go to part 2 this is good so far
Devnath  Avatar
January 11, 2013 at 11:20 AM
This poem is filled with sorrow penned with tremendous heart felt words. Thanks for your kind visit to my write. Loved always, bl
Lamoureux Avatar
January 10, 2013 at 2:03 PM
I like this format a lot, looking forward to continuing.
A   Avatar
January 10, 2013 at 1:26 PM
Hola Lucy my friend... making a stop by reading your poem. ..... oh, my just reading this part, tells me the story is about you. I am sorry of the losses through your life. Especially reading you lost siblings and a mother due to a fire :-(..... I am already in tears. I am sadden mostly for your fathers sad life ... how he had to endure such a tragedy. ....... PD
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January 10, 2013 at 12:57 PM
Hello Lucilla, the story poem hold many sad thoughts. for starters the image of the lonely man and his cat are left with deep empty recognition. Know you left me wondering if my dad can touch bases with this poem. In the past I ask my dad what his thoughts were. He said. "Daughter can't an old man reminisce in peace." sigh' I'm gonna follow the other poems and read to the third part. *LUV~SID
Kendrick Avatar
January 8, 2013 at 7:42 AM
Sad life that this one has lived..One can commend him for his bravery by saving the child..Enjoyed reading this morn..Thanks for stopping by..Your comments were uplifting..Sara
Widjanarko Avatar
January 7, 2013 at 6:06 PM
Dear Luci, this is so sad, lonely man with his cat, your words play my imagination by an old man standing near his window, really a touched story, still another part I eagerly want to read :)
Kovrlija Avatar
January 6, 2013 at 11:47 PM
Life is so mysterious. I hope that he will meet his daughter.
Dietrich Avatar
January 6, 2013 at 4:12 PM
yes, I am with Ilene. it's intriguing indeed!!
Carrillo Avatar
January 6, 2013 at 6:21 PM
I hope that you enjoy the rest of it. I will soon have part II. Many blessings. Lucilla
Bauer Avatar
January 6, 2013 at 2:57 PM
i'm intrigued and i like the way you're telling the story...
Carrillo Avatar
January 6, 2013 at 6:19 PM
Thanks a lot for the support you havwe given me in the past. God bless. Lucilla
Harrell Avatar
January 6, 2013 at 1:02 PM
Oh, what a story. And so sad. I love it, Lucilla. That's what happen when we sit there and reminisce. We will remember things like that. That is just too sad though. What memories!
Carrillo Avatar
January 6, 2013 at 6:17 PM
I am glad that you like it. I will have part II very soon. Lucilla
Andresen Avatar
January 6, 2013 at 12:11 PM
A sad man ..... rich in "goods and gold", but poor in love. - Dreaming of what life could have hosted. - There are probably many such destiny in life, Lucilla. - You have written a really good story, I'll read part 2 when it arrives. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
Carrillo Avatar
January 6, 2013 at 6:16 PM
Thank you Anne Lise. I know you will enjoy it. many blessings Lucilla
Sivey Avatar
January 6, 2013 at 11:56 AM
This is quite the beginning of a great story to be told! I can't wait to see this story unfold! I really enjoyed reading this delightful and slightly sad poem this afternoon! What a remarkable piece you have written here my friend! Great Work!!
Carrillo Avatar
January 6, 2013 at 6:14 PM
Thanks; part II will be coming up. Many blessings. Lucilla
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