My Sky, My Voice

above the stillness

I’ve heard you

you deserve answers

~

I’m sorry daddy

I need to be honest

I care about you

but even up here

there is no gentle way

of saying no

or I’m sorry

~

I can only love

as a spirit

~

I can’t be with you

~

my baby hands

can never touch

your cheeks

and heal you

~

the love

you need

is physical

with real touch

~

from up here

I’m not enough

you deserve more

~

please remember

you are worthy of love

~

take care of yourself

find comfort with the love

of friends and family

~

I’ll be here

listening if you want

silently caring

shining as much dim light

as I can

on your beautiful heart

~

My Sky, My Voice

Image: Geo Sans

24 thoughts on “My Sky, My Voice

  1. You almost make me believe in heaven…

    …..and, I think after the poems of the past week, you owe me a box of tissue. Your loss and grief is very palpable in your words… and, I’ve usually got a few tears in my eyes at the end of your posts…

    I hope that your writing, and sharing, is bringing you some moments of comfort….

  2. You are fortunate to hear the words of stars, the voice of the universe… it is love in its perfect form.
    A beautiful piece. Thanks!

  3. This tugs at the heart like many of your poems do, Geo, and although it’s sad, I can understand your feelings. It’s easy to say or know that our loved ones are in a better place and no longer suffering if they were. But it’s not the same. They’re not here physically for us to spend time with, talk to, hug, touch, etc. So your words were so, so true to the heart…I wish you a blessed, peaceful weekend…♥

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