I Ran Away From You
I stood in the doorway frozen in fear,
Your coffin was within;
The room was empty of sound and of life,
I could see you resting.
In peace, your pain was gone,
But mine was beginning;
Wanting to scream, I fled, I ran away,
Down the dark street weeping.
I ran away from you,
Like a pigeon who has flown the coop;
I went back to that room,
Be strong was your whisper.
Proudly, standing at your coffin smiling,
Remembering fun you;
And visitors telling,
And we were all laughing.
Like the time you put the wallpaper,
Upside down and Mom yelling;
And the phone call one day,
Dad is hanging on roof.
And how can I forget the chainsaw time,
When you cut down the trees;
And trees, until you were stopped,
Rest in peace, until I join you in the above.
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April 20, 2015
Poetry/Verse/I Ran Away From You
Copyright Protected, ID 04-665-504-20
All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France
For the contest, The Pigeon Who Flew The Coop,
sponsor, Tammy Reams, Judged 05/2015
First Place
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Note Regarding This Poem: I wanted to show how my Dad's funeral
was full of happy stories of his antics, he was quite the character and
everyone who attended had a story to tell. There was so much laughter.
It was sadness and funny mixed together, an odd combination.
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2015
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