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Array ( [sid] => 98374 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => If Only [time] => 2005-06-17 11:23:19 [hometext] => [bodytext] => As you reach heaven son there's something i should say,
I wish it was me lying here son and you alive today.
I didn't mean to do it son if only you could see,
I can handle my drink son it was only a bit of whisky.
I can't stand to look at my reflection son it brings a tear to my eye,
Knowing i'm alive son and your the one to die.

As you lie son stifled in your box,
I stand here unharmed son with a few bruises and knocks.
They say time is a healer son but it only makes it worse,
I have to live son with the weight of this deadly curse.
I wonder all the time son what should and could of been,
You were so eager son for life you were so keen.

As they lower you to the ground son all I can do shed is a tear,
There you lie son in your four foot box,
A foot for ever year. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 52 [informant] => aden [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => goodbyepoetry )

If Only

Contributed by aden on Friday, 17th June 2005 @ 11:23:19 AM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry

As you reach heaven son there's something i should say,
I wish it was me lying here son and you alive today.
I didn't mean to do it son if only you could see,
I can handle my drink son it was only a bit of whisky.
I can't stand to look at my reflection son it brings a tear to my eye,
Knowing i'm alive son and your the one to die.

As you lie son stifled in your box,
I stand here unharmed son with a few bruises and knocks.
They say time is a healer son but it only makes it worse,
I have to live son with the weight of this deadly curse.
I wonder all the time son what should and could of been,
You were so eager son for life you were so keen.

As they lower you to the ground son all I can do shed is a tear,
There you lie son in your four foot box,
A foot for ever year.

Copyright Â© aden ... [ 2005-06-17 11:23:19]
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Re: If Only (User Rating: 1 )
by brokenbutterfly on Friday, 17th June 2005 @ 12:27:51 PM AEST
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A very touching poem...very sad and very beautiful. It puts the reader in a position of compassion for the drunken father- not an easy task. One small note though- "four foot box, a foot for ever year." is from a poem by Séamus Heaney called "Mid-term Break". I just thought that should be credited...

Re: If Only (User Rating: 1 )
by DorianChambers on Friday, 17th June 2005 @ 05:25:26 PM AEST
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A beautiful poem becky not to mention very

essensial, scary part is there's some one

out there who may be going through this at

this very moment . . .

Ben

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