This morning I looked in the mirror
Just to see a piece of you.
You're in everything I do.
I see you in my own face
It feels like you're here
Filling this empty space.
Missing you doesn't make me cry
These eyes are dry
Knowing you are with me
All though,
Not here.....
I look in the mirror.....
All I see is you.
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For Pappy
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A contest entry
- admiring character by james119.
600 points, ended June 30, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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nice tribute to a dad
I like how N seeks to emulate this person, so much so that he looks for 'pappy's' image in himself.
a lot said between the lines.
thanks for entering james -
We carry bits and pieces of our parents in us, whether eye color, lip shape, walking gait, gestures, voice inflections - we are a combination of their genes. Sometimes we are more like our cousins than our siblings -can never tell as we grow older how these parts of them come into play. Liked the flow, rhyme and brevity of the lines. Easy to read and understand.
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Thank you for the comment and the sake of understanding!!!
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bravo
This IS a neat and nifty poem, very deftly done, full of vigor--i don't really understand it, but this is beside the point. I like it a great deal! bravo... bravo... bravo...
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It's about my father who I look like. When I look in the mirror sometimes I see him... when I miss him. Thanks for the comment, I'm glad you liked it.
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