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[bodytext] => Halloween Poem Dusk. Leaves rustling lightly Deserted streets He runs Terror stricken Fear pounds in his heart Pulse races Through the woods Dark and cold His face shows worry As it gets nearer Unseen by his eyes But felt by his soul Halloween night Cold A chill that cuts to his bones And still he runs Edge of the woods He stops, panting Cold sweat breaks out And he feels it again Closer Like a ghost it comes A thief in the night Silently at first Then bursting forth Chasing him He sobs lightly to himself Fear grips him once again He knows it is near to him Feels it coming closer Catching his breath he runs Faster then he ever remember he has Bursting from the woods Onto a lonely road So lonely It gains ground on him He knows now it sees him No where to hide But his eyes search anyway Jack O’ Lanterns on porches And no one around Turning a corner He sees them Children Going door to door Laughing He slows Feeling safer for some reason Memories of a happier time Last year His daughter On Halloween He slows to a walk New tears now For a daughter lost Cancer Looking like hell Feeling it following him He walks among the people The children Smiling Remembering Crying They must think I am nuts Unshaven Tattered clothes Sweating Crying A costume of his own Lost in time And memories He walks alone Into the night He stops finally In front of a cemetery Walks into it Wind blows lightly And on the Autumn air He feels it coming again He does not run His feet carry him onward Past every type of headstone Until he finds it He stands there Smiling Looking down And pulls himself together A child’s gravestone Little Angel Arms holding a child Grave holding his little girl He hears it at the gates Coming for him A look of determination No longer fear Onto his knees he falls Taking the angel in his arms He whispers to her Please remember me Somewhere out there In a world not so far away A silent whisper drifts A man she once knew Someone called Daddy She lets go the hand Of her Angel And drifts away Please remember me It comes back to her A life somewhere else Someone’s pain On the day she left Please remember me Like a beacon to her soul it comes And she goes She remembers She sees him as he was that day As she left and floated off His pain floats to her She looks back And a host of angels follow her Singing Cold and sick He hugs her stone As it stands behind him Glaring His mortality A cough More blood So sick since she left So alone His hand reaches out To her mother’s stone Drunk driver Three years ago But the pain remains Scared Fear of the unknown So dark out And alone He holds onto this world He looks up to the heavens So many stars this night Millions of them Glowing bright He sniffles Wipes away tears Darkness recedes Stars glow brighter Like clouds breaking Light bathes him Warm Inviting Please remember me His head lays upon the stone then Cold Eyes staring A hand reaches out to him Warmth fills him Like he has never before felt He looks up His little girl smiles down Behind her floats a host of Angels His wife holds her other hand Looking down at him My baby he cries I remember you she whispers Always and forever A smile crosses her face He stands And looks down upon himself In a hospital bed Come on daddy Come home He let’s go Three souls travel Through a chorus And protected by an army Of Angels The doctor shakes his head He’s gone He writes down the time And ponders the man’s smile A little piece of paper Clutched in his hand Just three words Please remember me [comments] => 1 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 48 [informant] => chance4106 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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