Where the Heart Resides

Poem by: lainie

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One last visit to her dying friend.

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Submitted: October 16, 2006

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Submitted: October 16, 2006

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Where the Heart Resides

 

 

Like bruised and battered arms

These broken gates reach out to me

They led me to the lonely house

That overlooks the sea

 

Her door once proud and stately

Now splintered hangs in shame

As she realizes no longer can she

Keep out the wind and rain

 

I look into her beautiful

Sad and haunted eyes

These windows to her soul

Where alone she waits to die

 

Her rooms I see before me

Stripped naked raped and bleeding

And somewhere from within them

I hear her softly pleading

 

She beckons me to enter

I cross her threshold timidly

And suddenly an old familiar feeling

Comes washing over me

 

The floorboards squeak beneath me

As I move slowly down the hall

Tip-toeing through the paper roses

All withered on her walls

 

I step into her parlor

With tears falling from my eyes

As precious memories carry me

To the place my heart resides

 

I see her in her former splendor

Dressed in satin and old lace

Crystal chandeliers reflect the light

And caress her lovely face

 

French doors open to the fields

Where once I used to play

Make believe in lands of dreams

On sunny summer days

 

Silky curled beside the hearth

Purring softly as she sleeps

I stroke her fur so tenderly

My heart falls at her feet

 

The air is filled with music

As grandma strokes the keys

The aunts and uncles all join in

And sing in harmony

 

We take our places at the table

Laid out in fine bone china

We bow our heads and thank the Lord

For all the ties that bind us

 

Grandpa carves the giant turkey

Grandma brings the platters

We fill our plates with food and mirth

And an endless stream of chatter

 

And when the moon hangs overhead

In a soft and velvet sky

One by one we take our leave

With hugs kisses and goodbye's.

 

I love you Grandma

I love you Grandpa

Rings into the night

And once again in my world

Everything is right

 

I close the door behind me

I say my last farewell

And I hear her take her final breath

In the trill of a whippoorwill

 


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