Tuesday, October 22, 2013



A Different Sky

I wish
I were beneath
a different sky
one not so gray

To think
I could lose you-
a shared heartbeat
more than I can bear

Baby born of you
I can’t hold alone
please don’t leave
we need you so.

If I could choose
a different sky
it would be blue
full of hope and promise-

One where we will both see him
grow and always have your
arms to hold us.

14 comments:

  1. sad sad...could read this of a spouse or even a parent...to lose them...either to death or seperation...so hard on the little one...and the ones left behind....

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  2. Oh wow. This is very, very sad. So very well written though too.

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  3. What a poignant poem, the wish for a different sky, for the arms of one now gone ...thank you for this beautiful poem.

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  4. I can relate to this deep yearning for that physical presence.........beautifully expressed

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  5. I think every mum or dad has these feelings when our children are young.

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  6. the bitter taste of reality against a hope of bluer sky - although it doesn't read bitter, just infinitely sad...

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  7. Oh this breaks my heart...so deeply felt Lisa. I hope the speaker of this poem does get that blue sky.

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  8. How sad & tragic ~ I wish for a bluer sky for you dear ~

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  9. It can be so elusive, how sad! I wish the blue sky is there! Nicely Lisa!

    Hank

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  10. Thank you everyone for your comments.

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  11. This very sad and again you have moved my heart with your words. Amazing Lisa, absolutely amazing

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  12. Tender and sad. Delicately written. Quite an effective metaphor, the sky:

    I wish
    I were beneath
    a different sky

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