The phone call we all dread will come
This time it was my turn to hear the news
A dear friend of mine had died
Riding the old pan-head he loved
I want to know “What were his last thoughts?”
I know that doesn’t matter now
He came to visit me 3 years ago
after 30 years apart
We had both grown, lived but changed perhaps
I saw the truck pull in and went to the porch
He got out and I knew him
He looked up, our eyes met and we both smiled from the heart.
It is that smile I remember this morning.
A blog-pal wrote about death this morning (it is Memorial Day weekend)
At the end she offered a free psychic reading
I paused to see how that felt for me
The decision was we had loved each other as we were
and had given each other the gift of nothing left unsaid.
mountainmae 
You fit into that special spot in his heart. He isn’t really gone just a dimention removed. Hugs, Barbara
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i hate that feeling of death
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It is the emptiness that bothers me most – we leave so little behind.
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I don’t deal well with it, for me it’s a snowball of pain, each time I loose someone, my heart aches for them, and all the people I’ve lost before them.
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Poignant …. May he RIP and may you hold onto the beautiful memories you shared.
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Reblogged this on Writing Your Destiny and commented:
This poem touched me and reminded me about the importance of connection and saying everything that needs to be said when we can.
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Beautiful and touching poem. Thank you for sharing it with us. It made me think that yes, it is the things left unsaid that haunt us later.
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A beautiful tribute! So sorry for your loss.
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Thank you very much.
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‘the gift of nothing left unsaid’ that is a very true gift. May your grief be sweet remembrance. xoxo
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Thank you- It really helped to write the poem.
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This is a sad time for you, but your last two lines must be a comfort – they are very moving.
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Thank you for your words. You are absolutely right about feeling the freedom of having not left things unsaid. He was a very special man.
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May he rest in peace…
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Thank you- it is comforting to think of him really really at peace.
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A nice tribute.
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Thank you- He will always be with me.
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A lovely poem….
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If only it were not true- but it is. I am glad you thought it was lovely, I cried my way through writing and then just hit publish.
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I didn’t say it wasn’t painful… but it was still lovely
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give each other the gift of leaving nothing left unsaid-beautiful thought I will hold onto just as much as you will hold dear your friend, many blessings to you. Carol
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Thanks Carol- He will be with me in my heart.
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So touching, such a beautiful tribute.
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