Abandoned

I surrender myself to you The grains worn with times gone I’m as withered as an old apple That has no juice left to give but I do remember them Those that loved me once full of life Laughter ringing out, foot paths worn Do they think of me with love Would they cry at my weathered face Do they remember me I sit on the hill where they used to sled Winters all snowy soft white Those years of tag, hiding under me Sipping iced tea on the porch Our life before you gave me up Babies born in my bosom, held tightly The tire swing that meant freedom As you flew to touch the old oak branches Gone now these past five years Aborted by a fall during a storm Years after Billie Sue was married there All your lives being lived unhampered with loss Then one by one you left me far behind you School, jobs, families of your very own Do you remember me back then One day there came a big truck up the hill And men carried all the furniture out Along with boxes and boxes that went too Tucked inside all scraps of me I remember it so well You were grey and a bit stooped besides You walked together away from me I didn’t realize it was farewell And I sat and waited and waited and I am waiting still
6-14-2020 Thesaurus - Abandon or Abandoned Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Dear Heart
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La France Avatar
June 24, 2020 at 7:33 PM
Jeanne, congratulations on your win in my abandon contest with this wonderfully penned poem, you are a skillful storyteller, I like your image too _Constance
Deepa Avatar
June 22, 2020 at 12:48 PM
Hello mam, Wonderful write:-)I can relate this with one of my memoire too.Ending is beautiful "I am waiting still" Congratulations on your win:-) Keep writing.Keep inspiring:-) Take care.Warm regards~Deepa
Mishra Avatar
June 22, 2020 at 8:12 AM
Back to congratulate you on your win Jeanne. God bless you. Much love :)
Mishra Avatar
June 17, 2020 at 6:17 AM
Brings back beautiful memories of an old house where I'd lived. Till date, I remember the room I had remains my favorite. I so wished we didn't have to leave that house due to my dad's transfer to another town. This is a fave for me! Best wishes and love Jeanne :)
Marcum Wong Avatar
June 15, 2020 at 5:56 PM
Somehow your words in this poem just brought me to tears Jeanne. I think it is because the house my mother was born in looked very much like this. She is long gone now but the crumbling, once grand house still stands abandoned too in Kansas. I am putting this moving poem into my Faves! It is brilliantly written my friend. Bravo! Blessings xxoo
Mcgee Avatar
June 15, 2020 at 9:17 PM
Some of our best memories come from our childhoods...and the loss of a mother is always felt...along with missing Grandma's house with cookies and games...you take care Connie. I'm glad I brought back good memories.
Krutsinger Avatar
June 14, 2020 at 9:48 PM
A poignant write. Goes so well with my own memories of a variety of houses.
Mcgee Avatar
June 15, 2020 at 9:15 PM
Me too...This house was so much like one that used to be on my property....and I really miss my grandma's house
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