Forgotten Family

I have been there once before,
Yet it can't be just a memory from my past,
But only in my dreams and that I am sure.
For it were, not only in my mind it would have last.

So red and gold were the leaves of autumn,
They are falling sweetly still or so it seems.
A picture painted in my head, and yet so vivid.
If I could feel it, would it still be called a dream?

Their laughing faces fill my heart with happiness,
And now all they seem to do is fight.
How can I show them now what true love is?~
When I have tried and tried and tried with all my might.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Ondrich Avatar
January 13, 2014 at 9:35 AM
Emily, this is so beautifully written. It is so bittersweet. It fills my heart with joy and sadness at the same time. Very, very touching and heart-felt. Keep writing, sweetie. Cynthia
J.T. Avatar
January 12, 2014 at 10:04 PM
I suppose this is something that you could pray about. Good poem (7)
Dome Avatar
January 12, 2014 at 7:11 PM
My heart goes out to you. What a terrible situation. It must hurt a lot. my family don't care if I, Iive or die. you can try with all your might. but if they don't listen. I just hope they laugh mire than they fight. Good luck. best wishes. Pete.
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