#90 - Hello Poetry

Night falls like a heavy blanket As the smell of rain wafts off the pavement, Wheels of my father’s truck carrying us homeward. The mountains stand like shadowed specters, Black against a cloud covered sky, Moon too shy to peak out from behind The curtains of leftover moisture. I hum a choked-up rendition of Stairway to Heaven that plays across the radio waves. Tonight, we are driving home from celebrating my grandmother’s 90th birthday. My soul aches with the joy of sharing this occasion with her And the sadness of watching as age catches her in life’s race. I count my blessings that I have been gifted this moment, For one never knows how many lie around the corner. She is the most amazing person I’ve had the opportunity to meet. If I could be granted the rest of my life be spent in her company, It would still be too short. Love reminds me that sometimes the best things in life Are the ones that hurt the most to lose, Yet I would not trade a moment’s loving her For an ounce less pain. It is worth it to love her so completely For as long as time will let me.

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Apr 13, 2021

Apr 13, 2021 at 11:33 PM UTC

PoetFromAnotherPlanet

On My Grandmother's 90th

Night falls like a heavy blanket As the smell of rain wafts off the pavement, Wheels of my father’s truck carrying us homeward. The mountains stand like shadowed specters, Black against a cloud covered sky, Moon too shy to peak out from behind The curtains of leftover moisture. I hum a choked-up rendition of Stairway to Heaven that plays across the radio waves. Tonight, we are driving home from celebrating my grandmother’s 90th birthday. My soul aches with the joy of sharing this occasion with her And the sadness of watching as age catches her in life’s race. I count my blessings that I have been gifted this moment, For one never knows how many lie around the corner. She is the most amazing person I’ve had the opportunity to meet. If I could be granted the rest of my life be spent in her company, It would still be too short. Love reminds me that sometimes the best things in life Are the ones that hurt the most to lose, Yet I would not trade a moment’s loving her For an ounce less pain. It is worth it to love her so completely For as long as time will let me.

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Back in the day when all the trees would sway, and the children would play In the sun, in the shade through the rain never kept at bay puddles needed splashing, skin needing a tanning. We laughed once, we cried when we fell learnt from the scrapes and bruises It’s a lot different now. Oh take me back to the 90s.

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Oct 1, 2020

Oct 1, 2020 at 4:21 AM UTC

jasminext

Only 90s Kids Will Remember

Back in the day when all the trees would sway, and the children would play In the sun, in the shade through the rain never kept at bay puddles needed splashing, skin needing a tanning. We laughed once, we cried when we fell learnt from the scrapes and bruises It’s a lot different now. Oh take me back to the 90s.

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You're the best. Wait, what? I can hear you thinking: No. Shut up. I love you. <3

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Jun 14, 2019

Jun 14, 2019 at 2:19 PM UTC