For Wallace

Rolling, heavy, grey-green clouds,
Overhead, in a circular motion
Tornado, forming upwards; fear
Your last thoughts, must have been terror
Your last emotion, uncontrolled fear
Train roaring in the sky
Wind, loudly blowing, pushing against life
I cover my ears and weep
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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January 27, 2010 at 5:14 AM
A very heartwrenching write Doris. Everyone has their own way to grieve and grieving can not be measured in days months or even years. For some of us we will grieve until the day we are with them again in heaven. But for me it does help to write. Love and blessings to you Doris always, Carol
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January 27, 2010 at 3:56 AM
It will help to put it to pen, my child. Even though it has been nearly three years, I know that it is still a terrible memory for you and the family. Keep the creative pen flowing. Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my writes. Mom
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January 26, 2010 at 6:00 PM
Oh dear, Doris....this poem breaks the heart, knowing your loss, and the way it happened. I have only my one brother, so it touches me to think of this kind of terrifying event happening. I am so sorry for you having this memory. Love, Carrie
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January 26, 2010 at 3:08 PM
Tragedy in your words .. "train roaring int he sky".. perfect analogy... nature can be brutal and sad.. u have captured the essence ...luv.. Linda-Marie..
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January 26, 2010 at 12:27 PM
Having lived through a tornado, I can't imagine the fear your brother was experiencing at this moment. Your love for him comes through so clearly, Doris, as does the description of the twister. My condolences on your loss; hate to see it happen this way. God bless you and Wallace. Love, Carolyn
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January 26, 2010 at 12:26 PM
Very intense...TAH
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