Even Though it Might Never Happen

Gold cherry

By Art of the Diver

Sun, 27 Oct 2013
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13 comments
 

 

Will you know how to forgive the one you do not see?

For standing beyond the flicker of dark candles as they choke and fade

he seems unable to fathom, what happened to the love once shared

days crossed off merely mark the hours of lost years and lost memories

tearing at the walls of two good hearts; one cries out aloud; “remember me”

 

Happy Birthday darling daughter, will you forgive the times that could not be

within a heartbeat I would remove all the sadness of your world, if you cared

if you believed, if you could only tell me why, you feel hurt by knowing me

then I would understand your heart and understand the flicker within my dark

if you just gave a sign, a simple merit to hope, even though deep down I know

that I will always love you, even though it might never happen…

 

* Words by Rob Pearldiver *

© Copyright 2013 Art of the Diver with all rights reserved.

____________________________________________ 27/10

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Poem
Those Small Things That Count
Inspiration Point (work that responds to our weekly writing cue)

Comments

Submitted by Art of the Diver on

Please.... Enjoy

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

This is lovely. So many parents are estranged from their children. They feel emotion and are unable to share it with the person that matters. I had 6 months when my younger one was 13 and I only saw her once. Very heartfelt and real            Elsie

Submitted by Art of the Diver on

Hi Elsie

Yes indeed, perhaps as parents or children, we would be better for the experience if we took a few minutes out of our respective lives to learn the art of communication, rather than believing it is surplus to the art of caring...

Take care

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

I can identify with this, very much.  A lovely write.

Tina

 

Submitted by Art of the Diver on

Thank you Tina

I'm sure so many can identify with this... sadly, it is also passed on, which effectively empowers the anguish and damage felt and/or done...

Good Luck with your repairs... take care

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Submitted by Art of the Diver on

Wow... greatly appreciated Luke (and staff)

What an excellent surprise... thank you so much..

Submitted by scratch on

I always feel like a bit of a cheapskate coming to a poem via a POTD.  This is an exceptional piece and one that I am so glad that you put up.  Well done on 'pick of the day', thoroughly deserved.

 

Submitted by Art of the Diver on

Hello scratch, there is nothing 'cheapskate' about the works you write, promote or the care you have, in taking the time to read the work of others, thus inspiring them to beat their previous best, having gained one of your million dollar compliments.  Thank you so much for your kind words and for the support afforded my writing here... I'm very pleaed that you appreciated this piece and my efforts in penning it... Cheers, take care.. Rob

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rob...I have to say that this beautiful piece of writing brought tears to my eyes.  Very emotional and tender and so well deserved of the Pick of the Day.  Congratulations and a big thumbs up from me.  yes  Jenny.

 

Submitted by Art of the Diver on

Hi Jenny , thank you for that and for your great compliment.  I must say that the gold cherries were a most welcome surprise.  Glad you liked this piece Jen... take care.. Rob

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

This is a lovely piece Rob, so touching.  Well deserving of POTD.

Linda

Submitted by Art of the Diver on

Hi Linda,

Thank you for your positive review of this piece which seems to have applied to many.  I really appreciate your support of my works.. Cheers for that.. take care

Rob