-AM I SIMPLY FORGOTTEN-POTD

Yeah like the time you forgot my name (just like that) and started calling me John, you can talk Deb lol! No I get the deeper existential question you ask here, can be quite troubling to think we will just be forgotten over time and our life may seem pointless, I tend to look past oblivion, and see the endless possibilities that can happen in an infinite eternal universe, belated congratulations on POTD, cheers David

Wow Deb.... This piece went right through my heart...strange, it didn't hit me like a Mack truck, or a sledge hammer or even a hard punch... but was more like a sharp needle which penetrates effortlessly , hitting the desired spot with such precision. I certainly feel this way at times, and to an extent know there is a truth to that feeling. This is why I try to live big every day, have fun, enjoy my life and those around me.Try my piece "living on the sidelines" it expresses similar thoughts D

We all sometimes feel this way but as long as we have left a trail of bread crumbs; kindness, love, thoughtfulness, the gift of time, words of affirmation, laughter and beauty.. I think we can be satisfied we will be remembered by those that matter. This poetry makes me re-evaluate the places I walk through and the legacy I want to be found by when I am recalled to memory. Blessings.. Sam :) x

Never forgotten by this fellow! A belated congrats on potd, Deb! :) gw

Just like that, a blink of the eye and a wave goodbye, just like that. Congratulations on POTD dear Deb! :)

Congrats on POTD! A thought many of us have and especially as we get older.

Dear Deb, thoughts tend to linger there sometimes, and we've all had them before. Just letting you know that you will never be forgotten, my sweet friend. Thank you for being here, for always being you. :) Congratulations on Poem of the Day. Hugs, Brandy

I know the feeling Deb congratulations on POTD. God bless you.

Congratulations on your POTD honor, Deb! I hope you enjoyed your special day of recognition. Thanks for the soup mail on my first day back, my dear friend. Big Bear Hugs, Bill :-)

You’ll never be forgotten, Deb. You’re a fixture here… your absence from the ‘leader board’ seems like an anomaly. Besides… I need all the fans I can get ;-)

Nice short quality poem.

POTD worthy thought provoking piece, Deb. Con-grats! :o))

Saddest poem by using just eight lines ! It applies to many who lead a lonely life. The poet has penned a real tragedy effectively in just eight lines !

Dear Deb, As everyone already mentioned about PS being down, you will always be remembered, especially with wonderful poems like this. Congratulations! Autumn Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel

Delayed applause my dear Deb on this POTD....gremlins in the Soup Server me thinks. Can assure you that you are not forgotten...heaven forbid. Your humor always makes this an impossibility along with that lovely soul,of yours..enjoyed this clever little piece . Take care, Paul

Belated Congrats on your POTD Deb - the site was down. People sometimes low but will not be forgotten especially in their circle and family. I guess many feel that way from time to time, and the realise that they are each individually important in some, if not many walks of life. Maria

Belated congratulations to you Deb, the site has only just come back online. Tom

Surely not. Great POTD :) Well done!

What a great write. Love This One. I think many feel like this from time to time. I know I do. You could Never be forgotten. FAV this... Hugs.. Have a blessed day writing away..................

Never forgotten sweet Deb, sorry I am not very active on soup at the moment but the next book is coming a long a treat and I am on first edit stage! watch this space lol:-) hugs jan xx

Never Deb, you're only a thought away. Tom

You are never forgotten. Cuddles.

A precious and compassionate soul like you can never be forgotten, beautiful Deb! Oh how I have missed reading your words, hued with raw emotions and wisdom with deep insight ~ this one's quite a vulnerable piece, life can often make us feel unwanted and at the abyss of sorrow.. but we must allow ourselves to process these feelings, heal and then find the light within ~ the sense of grief here resonated with me, sigh, but we must remember to have faith in ourselves, in the end..Sending you light always

I love to make people laugh and smile! We need more humor in this world!

Of course you are not! You are cooking me dinner right? :)