|The Turning of the Continuing World (standard:poetry, 147 words)|
|Author: Lori||Added: Jan 02 2011||Views/Reads: 1304/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|My granddaughter, Zoie Nina, was born on Novemeber 9th, 2010. This is my first tribute to her.|
The Turning of the Continuing World * Time passes quickly. Or so they say. For me it's different. My regret grows every day. I still long to hold you. Desperately want to hear you cry. Wonder if, by now, the color would've changed in your forever closed eyes. * Spring will never come for the flower who isn't going to bloom. Her time was cut very short. My heart preserves the gloom. My arms are bitterly empty. My soul keeps splintering from the pain. I can't see the amazing sun for all the down pouring rain. * It's been a month since my grand angel returned home. Not a day goes by where I don't feel the need to blindly roam. I've been altered by the birth of an innocent baby. But there's hope in heaven I'll see you again maybe. © December 15, 2010 by Lori Tweet
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