DON'T GO.......PLEASE..

poem by: Frank Hornby .
Written on Nov 23, 2017

"You have been dead such a very long time,
it's getting hard to recall, memories of you in your prime,
images of you are fading, slowly slipping from my mind,
Mum!...where are you going?...you're getting harder for me to find."

 

Tags: Fear, Pain, Love, Sad,

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Frank Hornby . commented on Nov 23, 2017 at 1:45pm
My mum died in December 1978.....I'm finding it hard to remember her.....it hurts...
A previous user commented on Jan 18, 2018 at 11:17am
This tugs at my heartstrings...I sympathize and relate absolutely to your grief and even all these years later, to see you are still struggling with her death really kills me inside...I am here if you ever want ro talk about her okay...I know the grief, having lost my own mother to cancer so feel free to talk if you need to Great poem
Frank Hornby . commented on Jan 18, 2018 at 11:49am
Thanks for your heartfelt lovely comment.........even though your own world seems in turmoil......thank you so much.....
A previous user commented on Jan 18, 2018 at 7:14pm
You are welcome...yes alot of turmoil in my life right now but it's somewhat of a relief to another's pain and be there to offer support...just because I'm suffering in my life at present with noone's help, doesn't mean that I'd not notice the pain of another and turn a blind eye to their suffering...I can really relate to alot of your feelings and situations and so naturalIy, I'm attuned to your pain The more I feel hurt for them the more I will offer a sympathetic ear
Frank Hornby . commented on Oct 12, 2018 at 7:14am
Thank you again Dragonz.....you are a lovely soul...✌🏻
Christopher Russon commented on Nov 03, 2019 at 7:01pm
I certainly can relate to this poem .losing a family member is Hard.
Frank Hornby . commented on Nov 05, 2019 at 4:07pm
Once again Chris....👍🏻...

 

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