Lonely faces
In bright sunshine
Wishing to be thought of
All sitting in a line.
Cars driving by
Leaves rustling through trees
People sitting on benches
Asking, “What about me”?
No planned activities
It’s the weekend today
Hoping to sleep time away
Waking up to a Monday.
Written by my feelings,
Terry Shepherd
September, 2017
The moon shines bright
The stars reflect on me
I sit here by myself
As quiet as can be.
I see my father’s smile
I see my mother’s tears
I see my brother’s illness
Now passed away three years.
I tossed a pebble smoothly
And hear the sound it makes
Then quiet followed soon after
And I know that I must take.
The new path of living daily
Without you in my day
The stars whisper, “Have no fear
I’ll help guide you on your way”.
Written by my feelings,
Terry Shepherd
September, 2017
Sitting on my bed
Eating breakfast alone
Suddenly my brain wanders
And my heart feels sad.
I look around the room
Which suddenly becomes the world
I sense a feeling of anger
From events in my past.
The anger leaves quickly
And the arrow of sadness stings
When the shadows of family members
Can’t be seen by my naked eye.
Death has snatched some friendly faces
Money caused a tear in family seams
The years have not repaired the tears
And I still do not understand.
I have my children and their families
I have some friends where I now live
But the familiar and loving people
Are now silhouettes in my mind.
Written by my feelings,
Terry Shepherd
A Friend took my poem and put it to music
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