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In Memory of Ancestors, Family and Friends

You never write. You never phone. And there are strangers Living in your home. Where are you Loves? You’ve disappeared---- Then come unannounced, Dressed in memory, And I, clothed in tears. Immense Light too huge to hold Where I wait Each day, blessed time grows old. Without end Flame cradles All, I see Add my Loves’ Beginnings and Forever Be…

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Richard Morris

Date: 1/8/2024 6:24:00 AM

We who have survived past the "average" age all too frequently lament those who didn't, and long for a path we cannot retrace. Very nice poem.

Tamra Amato
Date: 1/10/2024 9:41:00 PM

Thank you, Richard for your lovely comment. Tamra

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 5/22/2021 6:19:00 AM

This poem is so beautifully expressed. Feeling the loss of family or our children we seldom see or hear from grips the heart in grief. I can relate. Congratulations on your deserving first placement Tamra. Blessings, Connie

Miranda Hawley

Date: 7/25/2019 8:46:00 PM

As an empty nester I fully understand.

Quoth Theraven

Date: 7/25/2019 8:43:00 AM

Tamra, I like this poem. You've managed to capture the nostalgic moments when we travel back down Reminiscing Lane. A trip I take all too often. -Richard

Eric Ashford

Date: 7/24/2019 8:44:00 AM

Hi Amato, yes, the older we get, the more loss in our lives. Even when young, folks move on, disappear and take different paths. This neat poet got to me. Well done.