Monday, June 25, 2007

Poetry Train Monday - 7 - Precious Friend

In honor of my best friend's birthday - today - here is a poem I wrote this past March, during my dad's last week of life.


Precious Friend

My heart can't find words
Your eyes fill with love
Your steps fall in with mine
My heartbeat lightens
You leave behind your day
Gather your own fear
You cross the threshold
Smile at my father
He reaches for your hand
Knowing for certain
He need never worry for me
With you there

Precious friend
The heart of the Happy Prince
The swallow who would not leave him
Nothing will stop the wave of loss
You merely place yourself
So my knees won't buckle


Copyright 2007 Julia Smith

17 comments:

Rhian / Crowwoman said...

okay - lump in throat with that one. It was lovely Julia.

I almost posted one called "In Sorrow's Arms" that I wrote when my 10 year old niece died of cancer - but still haven't reached the place within myself where i can share something that deeply personal... yet. Someday.

julia said...

Rhian, sorry to hear about your niece. That must have been awfully tough. No one's ever prepared to say goodbye to a child.

littlebirdblue said...

Thank you for sharing your depth of sentiment and the power of your words.

Akelamalu said...

Beautiful words Julia, thank you for sharing them.

Lisa Andel said...

Thank you for sharing this.

Man, I wish I'd had more coffee so I could say what I'm thinking (in the right way)

Your poem brought sadness to me because my own father died after a long stretch fighting cancer. Your having lived through a similar event, expressed it here, shared the burden of that sadness.

Does that make any sense?

Robin L. Rotham said...

Beautiful, Julia, and so moving! Thanks for posting this.

Dr. Bill Emener said...

On a word... beautiful! Thank you for sharing it!
As you may have seen, I posted a tribute to my Dad in one of my blog Posts which you may enjoy: http://drbillsharleywisdom.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-last-farewell-with-my-dad.html
I still think of him frequently, especially when my memory is so touched by poems like yours.
Thanks again,
Bill

MyUtopia said...

What a lovely poem!

Amy Ruttan said...

Hey Julia! Great poem, I was just to busy to hop on the Poetry train this Monday.

As for the online courses ... the ones I seem to take alot with (because they are so interesting) is through the Celtic Hearts Chapter, although, Storyboarding was through E-Book and Small Press RWA Special Interest chapter or ESPAN.

julia said...

Thanks, Amy! I thought you were going to tell me it was somewhere in Toronto, which would have made me homesick for the Big City. I'm a Maritimer who moved to Toronto, then moved back to NS. So I have two places for which to be homesick.

Anne Douglas said...

I liked the last two lines, all about finding the strength in others to find the strength in yourself.

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

That's really touching, Julia. Wow. I had to read it twice, in fact!

RED GARNIER said...

How beautiful. Thank you for sharing, I am sure it touches ALL of our hearts so very deeply. I'm quivering still. This is extremely touching.

Dewey said...

That is truly one precious friend.

Ann said...

Lovely poem, thank you for sharing.

Shelley Munro said...

What a beautiful poem. Thanks for visiting me :)

toni said...

This is simply lovely, Julia.
Blessings,
~Toni~