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I Miss You

I miss you at the start of every day I miss you when the stars come out to play I miss you in the languid afternoon I miss you in the blazing heat of noon I miss you in my dreamless midnight hour I miss you when I'm sad and life is dour I miss you when I'm happy and at rest I miss you when I think of all that's best I miss you, dear, I miss those sparkling eyes I miss that giggle and your girlish wiles I miss your curly locks of jet black hue I miss the dimpled beauty that is you I miss you, girl, no one can heal this ache If I don't see you soon, my heart will break So come on home; have pity on my soul It's only when you're near that Mama's whole. Eileen Manassian
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Lamoureux Avatar
December 6, 2020 at 10:19 PM
Nice to see you come back to the Soup today.
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December 25, 2019 at 9:23 AM
Dropping by with a Christmas hug. Blessings to you and your family.
Bacha Avatar
October 12, 2018 at 2:47 PM
Hi Eileen, we mothers why do always have to keep suffering when our children are away. Your poem brought more tears to my eyes. As i lived more without my children than with them. I feel with you and know exactly how u feel.Your poem is out of this world, so deep, smooch feelings of missing, so true love towards your daughter, her picture is as beautiful as u are. Love Terry xoxo
Bacha Avatar
October 12, 2018 at 2:52 PM
Hi Eileen, we mothers why do we always have to keep suffering when our children are away. Your poem brought more tears to my eyes. As i lived more without my children than with them. I feel with you and know exactly how u feel.Your poem is out of this world, so deep, smooth feelings of missing, so true love towards your daughter, her picture is as beautiful as u are. Love Terry xoxo
Bacha Avatar
October 12, 2018 at 2:49 PM
Hi Eileen, we mothers why do we always have to keep suffering when our children are away. Your poem brought more tears to my eyes. As i lived more without my children than with them. I feel with you and know exactly how u feel.Your poem is out of this world, so deep, smooth feelings of missing, so true love towards your daughter, her picture is as beautiful as u are. Love Terry xoxo
Salehi Avatar
September 23, 2018 at 2:57 AM
She must be Shereen, the sweet one. What a beautiful poem...
Lamoureux Avatar
July 16, 2018 at 8:49 AM
Our son will be moving home in January to go to medical school. We are looking forward to him being here.
Lamoureux Avatar
June 15, 2018 at 8:58 AM
yes We miss them terribly when they are away. But the visits are so sweet.
Barry-Nishanian Avatar
June 8, 2018 at 1:04 PM
This poem really is about your daughter you said in a reply to a comment. That ache is such an internal agony. Only now can we as Mom's understand this, frame it for her to remember when she is a mom . Build beautiful memories when see her.
Man Avatar
June 7, 2018 at 10:43 PM
I have missed you Velvet Princess.. I see your words are still beautifully inspired!
Bauer Avatar
June 5, 2018 at 3:44 PM
oh, this is so touching and beautifully expressed, eileen! i can relate and i'm sure so many readers know exactly how you feel, too. i hope you get to see your daughter soon...
Pigeon Tart Avatar
June 5, 2018 at 12:50 PM
I don't know what to say besides "love" :) xomo
Smith Avatar
June 5, 2018 at 6:43 AM
The longing is so palpable Eileen. My baby is heading off to California for University in August. I know my feelings will be similar.
Michael Avatar
June 5, 2018 at 4:34 AM
Very nice...As sweet as candy...All the best Eileen
Manassian Avatar
June 5, 2018 at 6:26 AM
Thanks, dear Arturo. Much appreciated.
Evans Avatar
June 5, 2018 at 3:34 AM
Really like this. So heartfelt yet so poetic. Thanks for sharing.........peace!
Manassian Avatar
June 5, 2018 at 3:58 AM
Thank you, Richard. I miss my daughter....I wrote this, shed a few tears, and send it to her. She's studying in Europe and I can't wait till she comes home on break.
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