a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Weeping Softly


Weeping softly
I mourned
Things that could have been
But never were.


Weeping softly
I mourned
People that were
and can never be again.


Weeping softly
I mourned
The in betweens of time
that will never return.


Weeping softly
I mourned....
Written by me.
Happy New Year!

5 comments:

Gigi Ann said...

Thought provoking poem!

Gail, I was in the middle of my post when you left your comment. So maybe things didn't make sense when you were there before. Visit again if you would like.

Jeannelle said...

My goodness, Gail.....this is beautiful, deep and meaningful, too. I had many similar thought patterns today after the funeral, but certainly could not have put them so fittingly into words as you have here.

What kind of pods are in the photo? We have something similar growing down by Crane Creek.

Happy New Year to you and yours!

Tiffany said...

Very nice, love the poem and the picture.
Hope today is a great one to start out the new year! I know I said it a million times already but ah well, can't have too many good wishes right? lol
By the way, I always love to hear which song will start playing when I come here, always love your choice in music, some of those songs bring back lots of good memories for me.

Sharon said...

That's a beautiful poem Gail. I love everything you write :)
Love
Sharon

Laughing Orca Ranch said...

Your lovely poem touchd my heart, Gail.

I hardly ever weep softly, though. Call me the drama girl, if you like. I'm either tough as nails and stoic, or bawling my eyes out.
There's rarely an in between for me. They call folks like me 'passionate'. lol!

Happy New Year to you....and HUGS!
~Lisa
New Mexico

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