Reading this definitely comforted me in the feeling knowing that I'm not the only one who feels like this. No matter what happens in my life I will always love my first love deep down. I know I won't move on, I know I can't. I've tried. This was a beautiful poem.
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Our pets are sometimes a mirror to ourselves. The relationship is extremely deep. They can see into our souls and help make us believe that we are worthwhile and deserving of love. They sit with us when everyone else is gone. They become a huge part of us. You are so honest and brave in your writing. You show your vulnerability and it is beautiful to see and so easy to relate too. I thank God every day for my Sammy. He is my best friend and the way he looks at me, well at least I know he loves me. You rhyme is perfect and I remain so envious of your ability to express a complicated human feeling and relationship in such few words. You are a true poet and wordsmith. Hope you are well! Your friend, Pat
Now that I'm getting older every day, I often wonder if I will get to this point. As usual, so simplistically, you spoke of tremendous loss in an elderly person's life. I did a paper for school once on depression in the elderly and I learned that doctors are so busy laying on the meds for all the physical problems that they seldom consider that the person may just be deeply depressed. You touched on all the losses this poor woman has endured from her personal possessions to the death of her family, loss of her home which for me would be unbearable. In essence they lose themselves, little by little. Do they ever really feel safe and comfortable again and what do they do with those parts of themselves they loved that now lay dormant, untapped and forgotten by everyone except them. Age to me is the cruelest part of humanity. Your words were incredibly sad, even between the lines. You captured that loss impeccably. Amazing work, as usual! Your friend, Pat
Ann, your ability to express the deepest, most painful emotions in such simplistic ways with a few perfectly chosen words is amazing to me. My heart hurts right now, for me that's the sign of a powerful poem. I hope it is getting just a little easier. Your friend, Pat F.
The poem, "The Littlest Christmas Tree," brought tears to my eyes. The part where the tree gives his life like the King of Kings, touched my heart deeply. When I think of all the Christmas trees giving their lives for us to have a happy Christmas, I ask myself if it's worth it? My answer is, "Yes!" It definitely is worth it to see my family look at the beautifully decorated tree!
The precious memories of Childhood include the awesome Christmas tree. As a child we had lights that bubbled with tiny bubbles. I remember falling asleep looking at our Christmas tree. Thank you so much, Amy Peterson!
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Wow this is really an awesome and good poem every aspect of the images deployed are effective great job.
I lived & knew the same pain. Nov. 1, 2023, I was notified by the Police that my brother had taken his own life (the same way as your son). I was in disbelief & denial. I went through interrogations from multiple agencies. My body & mind were in such shock. All I could do was talk about him to everyone & tell everyone I ran into contact with. Eventually, the pain started to become less & less each time I spoke about him. Don't get me wrong. The pain is still there, but it's more bearable to talk about as time goes by. I was in so much disbelief that I was finally asked by all agencies that were involved, if I wanted to see the crime scene photos. We couldn't afford a funeral, so cremation was our only option financially. I couldn't comprehend that my brother did this & denied it was him. I really didn't want to see my brother this way, so they picked one photo out of all of them & let me view it. Once I viewed it & saw it was my brother, it hit me that my brother was gone.
I lost my younger brother two months ago to an overdose, me and him have been addicts for a long time. He was actually in the best place in his life for a long time, then we got a call saying he had been found in his room, he had died from a medication overdose. This poem has really helped me to deal with my loss, I will always carry my brother in my heart and I hope that this poem can bring some relief to people who are suffering from the loss of a loved one. Thank you so much.
I lost my younger brother 6 weeks ago, it was quite a shock and then they could not find a cause of death which made it a bit more difficult to accept. There are 9 boys in my family but me and my younger brother Leslie were the closest. He lived with me recently and we got closer. I miss him terribly but my church and the bible have helped me a lot, This poem has helped me as well. I have found several for friends and family, past and present. Thanks for allowing your poems to be shared.
I really like this poem. It explains everything that I'm feeling. I feel misunderstood by my wife, family, friends, and co workers. This poem helps me in ways that you will never know.
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