Sally Eslinger Poet Free verse

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More than the dust underfoot, 
  which in the beginning
   was sculpted into humanity…
More than rivers running 
   from mountains to quench
   thirst and calm the spirit…
More than reading the classic 
   stories that fill libraries…
I await life’s gift of hearing
   your voice sing to my heart
   of your passing days.




**This poem is written for our grand-daugher Scarlet now re-united with us after being kept from any contact for a decade.  She turns 16 this month.

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Darlene De Beaulieu March 2, 2025 at 10:11 AM Hello Sally, i am happy to hear this good news. Hugs. /Darlene/

David Crandall November 14, 2024 at 11:18 AM Nice to read this great news and read this poem of love.

Hilda Greenhough November 4, 2024 at 6:48 PM I feel the longing in this poem. It unfolds into an amazing reunion with the added ending. I'm happy for you.

Mike Bayles October 16, 2024 at 7:19 PM I agree, it's a touching poem, Sally.

Andrea Dietrich October 12, 2024 at 1:04 PM This is so heart felt. Do sorry all the time you missed with her.

Joe Maverick October 12, 2024 at 12:25 PM Good to hear Sally..May all blessings abound on All there.'

Rob Carmack October 11, 2024 at 6:37 PM Impressive Sally and I am glad you have been re-united.

Joseph P. DiMino October 11, 2024 at 2:36 PM How wonderful. A time for joyful celebration. You have been blessed. Sixteen...a decade kept away...lots to catch-up on. Wishing you and yours the best. Great read, by the way. Deeply heartfelt and inspiring.

Paula Goldsmith October 10, 2024 at 2:26 PM I enjoyed reading your wonderful "More" write with a Great Ending. Hope you are OK.... Have a blessed day..................

Mike Bayles October 9, 2024 at 7:37 AM Very nice poem.

Duke Beaufort October 7, 2024 at 3:18 PM Sally, this is beautifully written and brings tears to my eyes at the same time it makes me smile. The passion you bring to words hits with subtlety and love. How very lucky that she gets to spend time with you now. I am just so sorry that you were denied this company until now. This has an intense message and I am making it a favorite.

Jennifer Proxenos October 7, 2024 at 1:25 PM What a beautiful poem and tribute to your beloved grand daughter i wish you all the joy in the world and know she will make up for the last decades for she must love you both lots also. Your must have been so heartsore during that decate. Wishing you all the light and love you all deserve .Jennifer

Kim Rodrigues October 5, 2024 at 3:21 PM Wow! So glad you’ve been reunited!

Ink Empress October 1, 2024 at 11:56 PM “ your voice sing to my heart of your passing days.” what a line to end this poem with! Such an evocative and touching poem so well woven and delivered! So many gifts, simple lil things, we often forget to appreciate and i think its important to take a minute to embrace and appreciate Gods gifts! Pleasure always reading your work dear sally! Sending you light always Sally Eslinger October 4, 2024 at 8:27 AM Empress, thank you so much for your touching comment. I edited this morn to explain my inspiration for this poem, a true gift from God!

Mystic Rose Rose October 1, 2024 at 4:10 AM The gift of hearing is the most precious of gifts, they say when you die its the last to go. So whisper softly in my ear before I go :) Sally Eslinger October 4, 2024 at 8:34 AM Hi Vie! I went back and edited this morn to explain my inspiration for this poem, tho the hearing of words of love i think hold true here in any case. I feel likewse when my husband speaks to me…Thank you for your notes abt hearing, which i didnt know. xox