Mike Gentile Poet Rhyme

The Morning Is Still

The morning is still
     So is her heart
No wind or breeze
     Nowhere to start

Her babe reclaimed
     End without meaning
A dawn so dark
     No light intervening

The morning is still
     And so is her child
Now as he rests
     In her heart, so mild


In memory of my brother, Jon

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Darlene De Beaulieu September 27, 2017 at 1:22 PM Oh ..so.. sad this poem is sad.I had tears in my eyes when reading. have a nice day my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu September 27, 2017 at 8:25 PM xoxoxo to you as well. Mike Gentile September 27, 2017 at 5:15 PM Than you Darlene, I appreciate you kind words, xxxooo

Susan Ashley August 12, 2017 at 10:25 PM Hi Mike, a moving tribute of a heartbreaking situation beautifully written. Thanks for sharing your personal emotional experience. Mike Gentile August 13, 2017 at 7:02 AM Thank so much Susan

Heidi Sands August 12, 2017 at 9:35 AM Oh Mike, what a heartfelt poem for your brother. It really reaches the reader! Well done.