Ajoleblon...A Cajun Tale

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Lafayette, Louisiana, United States
This journal is a bunch of rants about nothing. Mostly lighthearted happenings in the life of a woman who is very simple and who wants for nothing but greatly appreciates whatever is given. You will find nothing profound here but hopefully something that will make you laugh and that's what I enjoy doing most. Being humorous. Fight all error, but do it with good humor, patience, kindness, and love. Harshness will damage your own soul and spoil the best cause.

Thursday, December 8, 2005

Old Loves and New Beginnings

I miss you.
I know we've said our good-byes,
and I know we've gone our
separate ways,
but I still miss you

I wish that people were like chalkboards,
and we could wash our memories clean.
But we're not.
And we can't.
Yet despite the anger that I feel sometimes,
I still miss you.

We were happy once,
and I remember those times.
I remember how we smiled and laughed,
and how you held my heart
in your hand.

I remember the tears and how I took my heart back,
bruised and slightly wilted.
But still, somehow,
I miss you,
and I just wanted you to know that
.

Poem by Jennie Whittington

 

Our lives take different directions, but it doesn't mean we don't remember, miss  and think of the people who we love and are dear to us from our past.   Letting go is the hardest thing to do but we have to in order to live our lives to the fullest.  We can't live in the past with "what ifs".  Sometimes, if life could stand still, for just a moment, maybe we could capture that dream which is elusive. 

God Bless you and always know there is a part of my heart that will always remain yours.

6 comments:

mosie1944 said...

Oh yes, don't get me started on the people I miss.  Even the ones who were jerks and hurt me.  I STILL miss them.

garnett109 said...

I don't know who you are talking about , but live and love the future, they know that you still love them , go love again!

zosche973 said...

How true! ~Diane~

stupidsheetguy said...

An important part of moving forward is releasing that which is behind us. The ties to the past should be nothing more than scenes from our lives which we occasionally look back on, and maybe smile about. The past is well-defined...it's the uncertain futures that we thrive best upon.

Good choice of poetry, and I hope this means you're taking your next step forward.


Jimmy

siennastarr said...

Beautiful poem...  

I am missing so many people from my past and present right now, that it consumes me.  Not a good thing..

Glad you are moving forward, Sam...  :)

Jackie

luvatalaff said...

that is very pretty