to ferry me my love
across this ocean of time
over this horizon of death
to kiss your lips once more
and tell you the 10,000 things
I said too seldom in my life
To check out more poems at dVerse: CLICK HERE
A Boat
to ferry me my love
across this ocean of time
I truly hope we get another chance to connect with them.
I would love to hug my son Aaron one more time, and I want to believe that I will – but…
Beautiful sentiment Rob. So many things left unsaid…undone… unaccomplished!
…until it’s finally too late. Regret is such a bitter bitter bite.
We are never ready to let our loved ones go. I hope we see them again too.
It is a beautiful thought Kerfe.
sweetly romantic … need to say then now!
So many things I think to say Kate, I know I should say — some get said, some sadly get lost. I have a difficult time with apologies sometimes. It’s my hurt feelings, ego, embarrassment — and apologies are so important, and not said, can lead to scars and regret. Tough being human sometimes.
So beautifully put by a heart that is full of love and regret! It’s hard when death cuts off that ability to say what should have been said. Simply lovely poetry, Rob.
Thank you Dora. I never want regret to ever be a part of my relationships.
A straight arrow to the heart with this one, Rob!
Reflections on the cycle of life snd death Ingrid.
At the end of the journey, there are always those missed oportunities
Never enough time, never enough said — so savor and speak your heart.
this. this breaks my heart but makes it believe in love, too.
Harsh but familiar…