I walk into
the ocean,
her ocean.
I remember
we used to
swim here,
this was her
favorite fishing spot,
and here is our
favorite rock.
As I walk
further
along the beach,
I found the inlet
where our
first kiss was.
This spot was where
we would lay
side by side,
working on our tan.
I remember
this spot, htis was where we
took that picture
on her favorite horse.
OUCH!!
I stepped on
a piece
of sand glass,
the color of orange.
I picked it up,
and saved it to
put in her jar;
this would be
her first orange one.
Ever since
she died
of breast cancer,
I have come down here,
every day,
this is my refuge,
as well as hers.
I love you,
and I always will.
Author notes
Janessa Katzer
A contest entry
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Comments
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Oh my....
i believe this old Irishman has a tear.
Dont let your star be sorrow.
We will all understand one day.
Touching.
God Bless
LOWELL POE.

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I love it. This poem shows that when someone dies, the relationship never leaves. I love this poem.

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Very interesting... I did so like this... but the brief lines left you wanting more... description... more tangible feeling... Something there...
This was a lovely write though, and a very good read
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I found one typo that needs corrected but other than that, this poem hits home..You have brought something beautiful to a memory..Bless you!
(I remember
this spot, htis was where we
took that picture
on her favorite horse.) Misspelled..'this"


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Awww.So heartbreaking! A simple ritual transformed into a memorial.
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pretty sad piece you have here.
"this spot, htis was where we" this?
this section:
"OUCH!!
I stepped on
a piece
of sand glass,
an orange.
I picked it up,
and saved it to
put in her jar;
this would be
her first orange."
is very unclear. what are you talking about?
thank you very much for entering my contest and taking the time to follow instructions.
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You need to make your text white because it's
very hard to read.
I liked this poem a lot actually.
Line one i think has a typo.
Is it wald or walk?
It was a cute poem.
Keep writing my dear.
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