by Rose English
I wish I could remember
how you bounced me on your knee,
and lifted me up high, to touch the sky
when I was three.
~*~
I wish I could remember
the sound of laughter sweet.
Especially when together
sparkling, shining eyes would meet.
~*~
I wish I could remember,
when we walked upon the sand.
We paddled in the water,
While you gently held my hand.
~*~
But all that I remember
is a smoky grey dull day,
and images in photographs
before God, stole you, away.
~*~
Now the angels share your smile, instead of me.
~*~
Features in ‘Rainbows & Roses ~ Poetry & Prose’
Copyright © Rose English 2016
Lovely poem!
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It’s lovely, isn’t it.
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Ah thank you 🙂
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Thank you for featuring my Father’s Day Poem 🙂
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You’re welcome. It is lovely.
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