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.
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....
ReplyDeleteOh wow. This is very, very sad. So very well written though too.
ReplyDeleteWhat a poignant poem, the wish for a different sky, for the arms of one now gone ...thank you for this beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteI can relate to this deep yearning for that physical presence.........beautifully expressed
ReplyDeleteI think every mum or dad has these feelings when our children are young.
ReplyDeletethe bitter taste of reality against a hope of bluer sky - although it doesn't read bitter, just infinitely sad...
ReplyDeleteOh this breaks my heart...so deeply felt Lisa. I hope the speaker of this poem does get that blue sky.
ReplyDeleteThis is so very touching, Lisa.
ReplyDeleteHow sad & tragic ~ I wish for a bluer sky for you dear ~
ReplyDeleteIt can be so elusive, how sad! I wish the blue sky is there! Nicely Lisa!
ReplyDeleteHank
Thank you everyone for your comments.
ReplyDeleteThis very sad and again you have moved my heart with your words. Amazing Lisa, absolutely amazing
ReplyDeleteSad and tragic.
ReplyDeleteTender and sad. Delicately written. Quite an effective metaphor, the sky:
ReplyDeleteI wish
I were beneath
a different sky