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ld be without it Mother and son torn apart I can’t hear you Mom, I can’t hear you Are you there?</p><p id="6f49">Were you there when your grandchildren were hatched? These tiny ducklings almost full-grown now without you And they will never know or comprehend just how much they are missing in their lives without you If they could see my heart they would know it was broken until they came and mended me</p><p id="ff0d">Are you proud of me? The man I became because of you A single mother of a little redheaded boy with stars in his eyes for you If you can’t talk to me One day will you talk to them and tell them about us and about me? I think they would like to hear from my mom their grandmother what I was like before they knew me before I knew me Because I didn’t know myself until I lost you</p><p id="ac96">Mom, talk to me Please, talk to me Give me a sign that you’re there on that beach in that garden in the sky I don’t care where you are as long as you are watching over me and them Because we need you even if you can’t be here Our bond is unbroken even if we were beca

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use you were taken from this world way too soon</p><p id="532d">Talk to me and tell me you love me Because all I’ve wanted to do since the day you left me was to talk to you and tell you I love you one last time</p><p id="11a1">© <a href="undefined">Jonathan Greene</a> 2019</p><p id="bf0c">If you liked this, you might like this as well:</p><div id="fde8" class="link-block"> <a href="https://www.trustgreene.com/blog/2019/5/9/the-hole-that-you-left-in-my-heart-is-my-strength"> <div> <div> <h2>The Hole That You Left in My Heart is My Strength - Jonathan Greene</h2> <div><h3>I wish I asked you more questions about your childhood and your life before me. I still don't know enough about you. I…</h3></div> <div><p>www.trustgreene.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*bwCxSw9ItpMWNLc4)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Talk to Me

A Poem

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Can you hear me when I talk to you in my mind? Because I am too scared to use my words out loud It makes it more real if I talk to you like you can hear me

In my mind I miss you and I’m sorry I don’t tell you so but I don’t know where you are I don’t know if you are on the beach where I left you scattered in the wind dusted over where sand meets water or at that place we had the ceremony that I barely remember because I was twenty and shattered beyond belief without you

Every day since then I just wish you could talk to me in your little voice Because I didn’t think about the sound of our love and just how horrific life would be without it Mother and son torn apart I can’t hear you Mom, I can’t hear you Are you there?

Were you there when your grandchildren were hatched? These tiny ducklings almost full-grown now without you And they will never know or comprehend just how much they are missing in their lives without you If they could see my heart they would know it was broken until they came and mended me

Are you proud of me? The man I became because of you A single mother of a little redheaded boy with stars in his eyes for you If you can’t talk to me One day will you talk to them and tell them about us and about me? I think they would like to hear from my mom their grandmother what I was like before they knew me before I knew me Because I didn’t know myself until I lost you

Mom, talk to me Please, talk to me Give me a sign that you’re there on that beach in that garden in the sky I don’t care where you are as long as you are watching over me and them Because we need you even if you can’t be here Our bond is unbroken even if we were because you were taken from this world way too soon

Talk to me and tell me you love me Because all I’ve wanted to do since the day you left me was to talk to you and tell you I love you one last time

© Jonathan Greene 2019

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