My Dearest Mandy
My Dearest Mandy
Girl, my beautiful Child – into my life you came.
I gave you your first name, for a while my last name.
You were a bright light in my life – that shone,
radiating hope, that, now fades, is almost gone.
I feel it in my heart, my soul, every day at dawn
realizing, in pain, once again, I will not be seeing you,
my Grandson, having fun, wondering ?, what to do
as this life, these times, experiences slip away.
Lost forever, never to be known again, so I pray
that whatever it is ?, will change one day !
I call you daily, once, twice, your phone rings and rings
You see it, you know it, you hear it, but nothing it brings
to my ears, but itself, not a sound, not a word,
not a whisper, a thought, a feeling have I heard.
Not an explanation as to what this is all for ?,
as I see, as I feel you slowly close the door.
That death bell sounds, it doth toll,
it rings out loud - in my heart – with strife,
strife that, with all else, has stolen my soul,
taking piece, of what little is left of my life !
B. J. “A” 2
April 29th 2002
Copyright © William J. Jr. Atfield | Year Posted 2013
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