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When He Was Young

Poem By: Olwen
Poetry


My oldest son, my loving son who took a wrong turn but is beginning to return..Feedback , comments very welcome. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Jul 4, 2008    Reads: 119    Comments: 6    Likes: 5   


He sat and  cried like he did when he was young, but he is grown

His boyish face behind the tears that tear at my soul

I hold him close to me like I have done many times when he was young,

I feel his pain in my flesh like ice water through my viens

I cannot take away his pain like I did when he was young

He would laugh when I would make a funny face, "I love you mommy"

"I love you too my sweet", The door closes, the officer pushes me away

I cannot help you now, I will be here as I always was, always will


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Comments:

Hey Olwen :)

I can't believe no one has commented on this yet!

I really believe that honesty is the most important aspect of poetry and writing. You really were honest here about how you feel and you accomplished it. Your style and writing style are top-notch and I can't believe how fluid this is.

This is definitely an inspiration to me. I love this poem :)

Regan

Posted: Jul 4, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you Regan
Your feedback was appreciated and I can't wait to read some of your work also. Olwen

hI OLWEN! UR POEM IS VERY ORIGINAL. WELL DONE!

Posted: Jul 7, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you Sonia very much...Olwen

This is my second time reading this and I apologize for not commenting the first time. You see, I couldn't. For a little while, the words wouldn't come.

I know too well the helplessness of not being able to protect our sons from pain that they so often bring on themselves. But we never leave them do we? We stand with them even when their wrong and we cry when they can't see.

Beautifully beautifully written. Sheryl

Posted: Jul 7, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you Sheryl,
It has been a hard road, he is stil my son, and I have him home with me again. Difficult but now worth it, for all of us.

That's a nice poem very good. I write poetry too if you want to check them out. I'm new to this site and just became a member.

Posted: Jul 8, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you Viper,
and I will check out your site..chow

This is a lovely example of the unspoken connection and unconditional love between a mother and her child. It's sad, but there's a lot of strength in it too and how honest. So very sweet Olwen. ~ Nixie

Posted: Jul 8, 2008

Author Comment:

Not heard to write about the ones you love, emotion is real and flows like lifes blood Thanks Olwen

very touching. so very eloquent in its simplicity. i truly enjoyed it. -Myles

Posted: Jul 10, 2008

Author Comment:

thank you, this poem means alot to me.. Olwen



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