everything once was
clear, concise, a barren path
no rocks to climb
no battering waves
cocooned perhaps
veiled against the harsh realities
sheltered within your arms
the upbringing of me
your life, beside me
mine beside yours
my love unblemished
two who showed and shared
never wavering sunrise to sunset
asking for nothing, supporting
from the cradle till the age I am
the veil lifted, the tasks at hand
now more evident
and I shall try, I shall be those rocks
those waves for you
to climb, to ride upon
let me clear your path again
give me strength to give you
the years that you gave me
for you are paramount
my existence your role reversed
I am here, for what you need
whatever it takes
for as long as it takes
©jmtacken Oct 6 2013
Photo Credit: http://www.1stdibs.com
Jenny, this is very touching. >KB
Thank you KB…I am so tired but after my last post..something told me I had to stay up and write. Now I go sleep per chance to dream and hope their day is easier tomorrow.
Utterly beautiful. So obviously heartfelt. Big hugs to you and your mum and dad.x
Thank you Scottie – so very kind of you. I shall give them your hugs when I show them this tomorrow. x
Please do. Hugs and love make the world go round.x
That they do ~ Namaste x
I am crying…beautiful, loving tribute….
I am sorry I brought tears, I actually had them as I wrote. Thank you so much Anja – appreciated. x
Do not be sorry….you can really feel the love in your words. 🙂
that is lovely of you to say {hugs}
wow, that was moving…
Through reading your poems I am beginning to understand “Poems” more…
I try hard to replicate, or even come close, and fail badly..
But Rome wasn’t build in a day so they say, whoever “they” are. If you ask me “They” talk rubbish and don;t know what they say..
…Hmm, maybe I am one of “Them”
I have thinking to do.. x
poetry is merely writing from your heart – it doesn’t have to rhyme, it displays your feelings. I am glad that you are beginning to understand – you will accomplish it..I know you will. Goodnight BH & thank you my friend. x
I know, I will keep trying…
And goodnight Jen..x
you are an amazing daughter and an amazing writer.
Oh Beth I do what any daughter would do, but I thank you so much. You are a very special person and your support of me has been…well overwhelming.. thank you xxx
there is a hard transition when we must start caring for one that we love.
for me this spoke of caring for a parent…and of when my mom broke her leg
because when you start caring for a parent and the roles are reversed
it turns what you know, upside down…
Yes, I think as we age and the role reversal comes into play…our worlds are turned upside down..but it is something we know we must do..it is our gift back to them. It is hard and heartbreaking and all consuming…but it is simply what must be done. Thank you Brian and I hope that your mum is better? (hugs my friend)
LOVE this, Jenny! Completely heartfelt.
thank you lovely – thank YOU so much xx
Beautiful, Jen, just beautiful. *hugs*
{{hugs}} back and thank YOU my friend xx
Beautiful Jenny, the outpouring of grief for parents in what they are now dealing with and you seeing yourself in the reverse role of childhood so well expressed.My heart goes out to you.
I have to stop crying here… it’s been another bad day – but only because I have fought with my daughter and dealing with Pop…argh can the world just stop turning for a second? PLEASE??
Thank you Michael x
no worries..
Beautiful. I hope you give this gift of your words to them
Thank you my darling. I read this to them this afternoon. Dad held my hand and smiled and said you should write for a living… I kissed him and said that would be my dream Pop. xx
Sigh. Lovely. And very endearing.
..no words just xxx
Truly beautiful a daughters love for her father . Such love and tender feelings you have touched my heart again. I wrote one for my dad too, though my dad is gone http://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2013/06/16/a-quiet-man-3/ and so sadly too my mum is gone
http://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2013/06/19/gentle-she-was-2/. Be strong , bless you. xxx
Thank you so much Willow I shall visit your posts shortly 🙂 – if you search my past posts I wrote one about mum entitled The English Rose and also 2 for dad My Dad – Affectionately ‘Pop’ and I’ll tend to your feet Pop. xx