a glorious sadness

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memories seeps through the veins
the sweet brings a smile
the bitter brings tears
that pronounced in the prayer
in a heartbreaking melody
with the hope to be materialized
tipped on the edge of exhaustion

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the days gone by
the year changed
waiting and hoping
the arrival of a loved one
through the summer and the fall
at the end remains the same
lonely and forgotten

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there is no difference
between empty and weightless
or lonely and forgotten
perhaps it’s a glorious sadness
for the efforts that been done
which the end will be the same
being lonely and forgotten

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“Mom… I promised you will never ever be put in a nursing home, God knows how much I  love you!”

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– mei –

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39 thoughts on “a glorious sadness

  1. Your poem has touched my heart, dear Meiro! Your poem is beautiful ! I love it!
    Love between mother and children is unparalleled, pure and unconditional.
    The picture reminds me of my grandmother … gentle and loving woman.
    Have a wonderful day and many blessings!
    With love,
    Stefania! 🙂

  2. I think everyone can relate to your poem in one way or another ! For the same heartbreak, hope, sadness, loneliness and faith for a coming better time will someday touch us all! When we sufferl loss, it haunts one forever in both happy and sad ways. I love your poem Mei…it is so very real!

  3. Beautiful in a sad way of missing someone special…
    another voice for those who cannot speak Mei…
    Thank you
    Hope all is well in your world
    Take Care…
    You Matter…
    )0(
    maryrose

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