A Response To Your First Poem
New Year, Past Years
Dawn, looking as blush as twilight,
Where the silhouette of trees still lingers
And envelopes me—
Transporting me to my world of yesterday.
I can still hear my children’s laughter;
Watch them play and dance
To their sweet singing tunes.
How quiet the morning is now
That they are grown and gone.
As I look out toward the grey sea
And Diamond Head
I can see their faces in the rising sun.
© Connie Marcum Wong
January 2, 2010
Response Poem:
As More Years Pass
There is more beauty in my life now
Than I could have ever imagined.
When our last child left home
And our voices seemed to echo
Through our silent empty rooms
I felt the sadness of a mother's
Longing to be loved and needed.
As my son blessed me with his son
And my daughter with her daughter,
Our home was once again filled
With children's happy laughter and
With my contented laughter too.
I help my daughter raise her daughter
Who reminds me every blessed day
As more and more years have passed
That I have saved the best for last!
© Connie Marcum Wong
September 29, 2015
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