Frank Said to Me

Frank Said to Me

A Poem by dreaming dame
"

Really ... painful. But I think writing this is healing. So, read. To understand. if you can...

"

Holding my tears,

I went to his viewing.

Mind set to be strong,

I was strong enough for this.

 

But seeing the casket,

It told me again he is dead.

Casket closed,

Framed pictured atop it.

Christmas, I think.

Frank's smiling so much,

pure joy.

 

The picture told me

he is in our hearts,

not in front of us.

 

His mom's tears told of

how she lost her first-born.

Her child.

 

6yr-old boy observing

pain and tears told,

though one gone,

there are two left.

two who have many

gifts of resemblance.

to the one lost on earth.

 

Eldest daughter,

Next to mother.

Pain of strength with tears.

Told me, a

great influence is gone

but left great memories and examples.

 

Cousin, calm.

That told me she was strength.

The rational.

their suppport.

 

Last look around the room

showed friends and many family.

Another glimpse at Frank smiling.

:) Right at me; and  to all who looked.

 

This told me that...

I'm not having a nightmare.

I can't wake.

Frank won't wake up.

This really is happening.

 

The dark heavens with twinkling stars

told me he's watching.

He sees we love him.

He knew, but now he can see.

With a multitude of angels around him.

 

These tears.

A symbol of such a vulnerable emotion

portray strength; love.

And promise healing.

 

My heart, so innumerably broken and bleeding,

tells me I will never on earth see him again.

And that I loved him for the amazing guy he was.

And always will be; in our hearts.

© 2012 dreaming dame


Author's Note

dreaming dame
Notice how the end of my stanzas always get longer towards the end? Oh well. Very personall. feel free to critic. Just be gentle. Written-February 9, 2012. Tok this long to get myself to write it.
Thank you. :)

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Oh dear. brought the tears back up, thanks. Beautifull. Thanks for finally writing the poem that needed to be wrote.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Oh Awchie:'( It's so very beautiful an yet so very heartwrentching! He really does watch us from the stars doesn't he? I never thought of that. What a sweet comfort

Posted 12 Years Ago



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dreaming dame

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I'm 18 now, finally the age I dreamed of being as a kid lol. Life has shown that lessons can be taught in a very difficult way.. but I believe in finding the little things of beauty in everyday life.. more..

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