Chris Hardy Poet Narrative

Daniel

It has been four months
when my life was changed
my son was taken
Daniel was his name

A mothers love 
is whole and complete
her life is her children
atleast for me

There is not a day
I don't call his name
remembering his life
now nothing is the same

Those all night talks
that he and I shared
over coffee and tears
he knew that I cared

A heart so full
of compassion and love
he tried to please everyone
he couldn't do enough

I see him now
with that cute little grin
holding the door open
saying "mom, come in"

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Jon A Cavanaugh January 30, 2014 at 9:17 PM A sad but promising poem of a bright eternity. Welcome to the soup. Your poem reminded me of another that I would like to share with you. I'm sending it in soup mail.

Robert Pettit January 21, 2014 at 6:44 PM Welcome to the site. I'm sorry to hear about your son. You have written this poem well.

Ronald Bingham January 20, 2014 at 1:22 AM Christy, so sorry to hear about your son. I pray that you are ok and that God sends comfort and peace. Ron

Rex Mccoy January 19, 2014 at 8:30 AM I lost a brother at the age of 16, he was 19. It was tough and still is, but it was toughest on my mother. She never got over it , just learned to persevere. ~ thanks for sharing