Constance La France Poet Rhyme

Dreaming of Those Years

  
The past comes in a dream,
pain I've worked so hard to forget;
holding back sadness and regret.
I see the place where I grew up,
and all the graves closeup;
and my house by a stream.
In my lone bed weeping,
listening to a train whistle;
the need to leave was abyssal.
Holding back tears I walked away,
into the world to stray;
but the past keeps creeping.

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May 9, 2019


Poetry/Rhyme/Dreaming of Those Years
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1143-059-02
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Written for the contest, Musical Inspiration
sponsor, Joseph May
Inspiration Song -  Holding Back The Years, Simply Red

Fourth Place

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Anne-Lise Andresen June 7, 2019 at 8:00 AM - Congratulations on your win,D.H. :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Constance La France June 7, 2019 at 8:15 AM Anne-Lise, thanks so much for the congratulations ~

Joseph May June 6, 2019 at 2:38 PM Sometimes we try leaving the sadness behind, Congrats on your win Dear Heart.. Constance La France June 7, 2019 at 8:15 AM Joseph, thank you for the inspiring contest and for my placement on your winning list, appreciate ~

Robert Lindley May 10, 2019 at 7:32 PM This is deep, sad but also a fine introspection of life! A fav.. a gem.. Constance La France May 13, 2019 at 12:58 PM Robert thank you for the comment and the fav !

Arturo Michael May 10, 2019 at 10:18 AM Some shows just loop on the screen... need another station...a lot of feeling here... Constance La France May 13, 2019 at 12:59 PM Arturo, thanks for visiting my poem!