Wednesday, September 29, 2010

This Empty House



gone the meaning of my life
grown to men now
pretty babies were they
handfuls of love and wonder

I miss their sound and play
their innocent big blue eyes
just the joy of their being
remembering embraces sweet

this and so much more
forever captured in my heart
seen through teary eyes
my boys, my love, my empty house

20 comments:

ρομπερτ said...

First provide them a nest, afterwards wings to fly.

Please have a wonderful Thursday.

daily athens

Jeeves said...

Such a beautiful recreation of memories!!!Lovely ones..

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Thanks da for reading this poem. Glad you liked it. Yes my nest is empty now but at least we all live close by.

Melanie

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Hi Jeeves, thanks for reading my work.
I do think of them as lovely.


Melanie

Tumblewords: said...

Oh, I can so relate!

Mary said...

Melanie, I hear you. I definitely hear you. My children have left, but now I am enjoying my grandchildren..I think I even appreciate them moreso. Your time WILL come...again.

Diane T said...

Wait til you have grandchildren. They are much easier to look after -- if difficulties arise,you just hand them back to their parents, LOL.

Book Bird Dog said...

Yes! I feel the pain of the empty nest. I have been able to use the extra space constructively tho.

Derrick said...

I'm sure your first line can't possibly be right but I can understand your thinking so, just a little.

Kerry O'Connor said...

You have a very beautiful blog, with many inspirational pieces to peruse.

christopher said...

I have missed the joy and also the heartache of children. I was a child and I wouldn't inflict me on anyone. It was a sadness in my mother's life that I felt that way but she tried hard to keep it quiet.

Kraxpelax said...

The Moon
shines
on a cat

Meow

As a native Swede, I am particularly proud of my love poetry suite Sonnets for Katie.

My Poems

My wallpaper art Babes!)

Yours,

- Peter Ingestad, Sweden

Cynthia Short said...

This brought a tear to my eye...it is something I have gone through and understand. You captured the feelings perfectly.

gospelwriter said...

You've captured the empty house feeling so beautifully, poignantly. Loved it!

Collective Epiphanies said...

Very lovely and heart-felt. Yet an empty nest is another new beginning, another new chapter for you and your sons. If I am blessed to see mine spread their wings, I'm going to travel the world :)

Beautiful, insightful reflections.

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Sue, I am very happy that you both related to and like my Work


Melanie

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Diane, I am afreid I will never see grand children.But one can always hope. My wish is that my sons find whatever they seek. This brings me much happiness against the dying time

Dakshi H. said...

Its great.Felt melanchlic after reading.
Good Job!!!
see me on http://loveamongotherthings.wordpress.com/

dakshima

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Dear friends I am so far behind that I must thank those that I did not get. Your comments are so important and thank for your them.


Melanie

christopher said...

Thank you for your comment on my blog. I am 65 years old and my parents both departed in 2001, before 9/11. My former wife also died that year, shortly after 9/11.

They are all at peace.