I Cry....
poem by:
Frank Hornby .
Written
on Apr 16, 2017
"I cry for the life that you sadly never had, I cry for myself, for not having a dad, I cry for not telling you, just how I felt, I cry for the miserable life, that you sadly was dealt. I saw your tired eyes, as you lay dying in bed, and I cry for the "l love you mum," that I just never said. I cry for my children, that you never got to know, oh why is life unfair? They all would've loved you so. I still miss you my mum, the pain hurts me so bad, I cry for all those years, that we just never had. So why do I cry? all these years on, I cry for you mum......because I am your son."
Tags: sad, love, rhyme, anger, pain,
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Cecilia Crasto commented:
We all find it hard to say the words, hoping they will know just how we feel, I think parents these days compensate with words rather than spending quality time with their children. Such a beautiful, sad, heartfelt poem Frank, your mum is inspiring you.
Frank Hornby .
commented:
It's seems crazy that I have never really recovered from the death of my young mum, way back in 1978.. ..she put me on a pedestal so high, much too high for what I was worth.......even though I'm now an old man, I still miss her so much......but Cecilia...thank you so much for your always nice comments ...I cherish them...
Christopher Russon
commented on Feb 10, 2018 at 7:57pm
Very well written poem frank heartfelt. I can relate to what you say. I miss my mum also and of course my dad and sister
Frank Hornby .
commented on Feb 11, 2018 at 12:43pm
Thanks Chris.....I think I'm incurable.....thanks again for reading, and commenting....much appreciated mate......
