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July- 22- 2025
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Those We Love

Those we love don't go away They walk beside us every day They assure us telling- “Fear not, We’ll abide with you and never desert” They may not gift us with incense, myrrh or gold But their loving assurance makes us bold In darkness, they burn like a guiding beacon, In loneliness, a sweet presence never letting us weaken. When broken, I look up to my Dad and Mom Their prayers from above make me calm. I am sure, their love won’t part from me. Their blessings make me swim across the turbulent sea. Rich, I am with a treasure that never ends— Nothing beats the love that comes from true friends. Like the early rays of morn, they fill me with joy Like the dulcet notes of a flute, they make me enjoy. Our friends, a chosen crew who walk with us along life’s shore. Their love, a strong thread, saving grace and an open door. Their presence, a lingering scent, a life sustaining breath. They stay on, activating and energizing us till our death.
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DiMino Avatar
July 24, 2025 at 2:15 AM
"Like the early rays of morn, they fill me with joy Like the dulcet notes of a flute, they make me enjoy." -- Beautiful! Very positive and inspiring. Support is so important in life...giving and receiving. Such love expressed is presence and purpose.
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July 23, 2025 at 2:38 PM
Superb interpretation of the theme, dear Valsa. Where would we be without the people we love and who love us unconditionally, no matter our imperfections? Your writing beautifully encapsulated the essence of bereavement, the positive aspect of loss, and the eventual silver lining. You had such a lovely rhyme system, Valsa. Your remarks regarding the closeness and affection shared by friends deeply touched me.
Winter Avatar
July 23, 2025 at 6:24 AM
Dear Valsa, your poem felt like a warm cardigan on a snowy winter morning. How beautiful your poem is! every word filled with comforting feelings. Thank you so much for writing such a lovely poem. Best, Anne
Velasco Avatar
July 23, 2025 at 4:32 AM
Valsa, this is such a tender and soul-touching tribute to enduring love—both from family and cherished friends. Your words flow with grace and emotional truth, reminding us that those who love us never truly leave. The imagery is comforting and luminous, especially lines like “a guiding beacon” and “a strong thread, a saving grace.” A beautiful and heartfelt reflection on love’s eternal presence.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
July 22, 2025 at 4:51 PM
Your rhyme scheme flowed so beautifully, Valsa. Your words about the kinship and love between friends struck a chord with me. I also can identify with your words about 'mom and dad.' wishing you a pleasant evening, Sara
Goldsmith Avatar
July 22, 2025 at 11:14 AM
I always enjoy reading your work. What a wonderful write from the first line to the last line.  "Good Luck" Have a lovely day writing away........
Narain Avatar
July 22, 2025 at 10:21 AM
Excellent poem. We can not survive without love of people and our admiration for them.
Godwin Avatar
July 22, 2025 at 8:04 AM
Your words captured so much about losing those we love, the feel on the bright side of loss, the ultimate light side. Your lines are uplifting and not only love-filled, but faith filled, as well. I enjoyed the read very much. Poetry hugs ... CayCay
Rolland Avatar
July 22, 2025 at 4:21 AM
just wonderful and touching poem, to be read and read again in any place of the world, when i was 40 i was broken too, and went( back to my parents, i was totally depressed and they still were loving me at 65, dear parents, how i miss them, thank you so much poet
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