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    Remember
    (A poem for my children as my mind fades)

    The time will come
    when you see me
    and only remember remains.

    You may choose
    what to recall
    from your vast memories.

    Facts are irrelevant.
    Remember as you will.
    It’s our story to tell.

    This alone
    you must remember
    as I dictate now.

    When I have lost you
    you must find me,
    not now me, then me.

    I may appear to hate you
    for loving me.
    Love me anyway.

    Remember…

    You taught me
    how to love.
    Greatest lesson ever learned.

    Remember…

    I thought you beautiful.
    I thought you perfectly flawed.
    I was right.

    Remember…

    You never disappointed me.
    I lifted you to God
    and dared him to do better.

    Remember…

    Beyond these empty eyes,
    in a place we cannot now go,
    love remains.

    Remember…

    My love for you
    is chiseled into the stone of my soul
    though blurred in the flesh of my mind.
    Last edited by rhymetime; 03-17-2017, 02:48 PM.

  • #2
    Man tears! This is monumental. I'm in awe! Yes, your words are chiseled in my soul now. God bless rhymetime!

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    • rhymetime
      rhymetime commented
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      I so appreciate your kind response. Such fabulous praise is humbling.
      thank you

  • #3
    Again, rhymetime, you hit the mark. What lovely cadence, beautiful phrasing, and perfect tone for the subject. This is a precious gift to your children, and to all of us who read it. Pure heart. Not enough Likes.

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    • rhymetime
      rhymetime commented
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      As you know your thoughts are always so valuable to me. That you found this verse well presented and meaningful is a delight to my heart.
      thank you.

  • #4
    You manage to pack so much expressiveness in pure sincere language. It is like your poems tremble, but your perfect touch keeps the meditation from overflowing. Pure and true. !!!

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    • rhymetime
      rhymetime commented
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      "it is like your poems tremble" I have thought of that comment repeatedly since i first read it. A most incredible compliment.
      Thank you more than I can express.

  • #5
    Oh my goodness. So, so beautiful rhymetime. May it achieve the end for which you intend it - by the grace with which it was inspired and written.

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    • rhymetime
      rhymetime commented
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      I have come to realize that the time will come when i can no longer tell my children how much i love and respect them. Although they know it, it is nice to be reassured every now and then. I hope to leave behind a reference to which they can refer as needed. To that end i occasionally will jot down a thought for them. I send it to them and simply request that they save it somewhere so they can read it and feel my love when they need it.
      I'm just a sentimental old fool

    • RhymeLovingWriter
      RhymeLovingWriter commented
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      It is a humbling and beautiful sentimentality then.

  • #6
    Rhymetime simply fantastic

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    • rhymetime
      rhymetime commented
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      Thank you my most strong and precious friend

  • #7
    Powerful piece!

    "Beyond these empty eyes,
    in a place we cannot now go,
    love remains."

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    • rhymetime
      rhymetime commented
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      I have seen the pain in the eyes of those left behind. I have felt thier tears on my shoulder and listened to thier loss. I hope to reassure my children that i loved them as long as I could and beyond.

      Thank you so much

  • #8
    This is lovely rhyme time. Truly reflective and lovely.

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    • rhymetime
      rhymetime commented
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      Thank you so very much.
      what is lovely is to see you here again

  • #9
    i am in awe. rhymetime thank you.

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    • rhymetime
      rhymetime commented
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      It is always a great honor for me to recieve a comment from you. Such response is gratifying and humbling.

      Thank you

  • #10
    A beautiful encapsulation of parental love.

    Wonderfully hauntingly emphatic.

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    • rhymetime
      rhymetime commented
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      Thank you for your kind comments.
      I always appreciate your thoughts

  • #11
    Very moving, you will leave your children a legacy with your work anyway but this goes way beyond. I lost my father a year ago - believe me; your children will treasure this. It is truly beautiful.

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    • rhymetime
      rhymetime commented
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      I apologize
      The below comment was meant for you

  • #12
    Thank you very much. I occasionally write down a thought or two for them. so they can refer to them later. I hope it comforts them. We really love/like each other.
    Sorry to hear about your dad. It is always hard to lose a parent

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    • mooneyblack
      mooneyblack commented
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      Thankyou rhymetime. I think that death is something we don't confront enough so to be kind enough to leave your thoughts for your children to refer to is a wonderful thing. Your poem came to mind a few days ago when a local cancer charity advertised seeking volunteers to help terminally ill patients write/record their thoughts for their family; I'm thinking of offering to help so thank you for so clearly demonstrating what such thoughts can do.

    • rhymetime
      rhymetime commented
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      I hope you do volunteer. I promise you will receive as much as you give. As an old Hospice nurse I can tell you, there is no greater privilege than guiding someone ànd a family into the unknown. God bless you

  • #13
    Hello rhymetime, The profound sincerity and unadulterated love in this, the most beautiful of poems, is overwhelmingly beautiful. As if you have engraved it on a rose and pressed it in the diary of your life. The heart of poetry indeed. Regards, Tony.

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    • rhymetime
      rhymetime commented
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      Tony
      Thank you so much. "Engraved on a rose and pressed in the diary of your life."
      A beautiful thought. My heart weeps
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