So many pitfalls…
Worry ceases not with age
No matter our hope
In times of pain and struggle
If not us who protects them
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
So many pitfalls…
Worry ceases not with age
No matter our hope
In times of pain and struggle
If not us who protects them
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
What does not kill us
Makes us stronger so they say
The heart disagrees
Love makes us suffer to grow
Before we are freed
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Storms rage with fury
Devastating destruction
Tearing limb-from-limb
Pain not invoked by nature
But by a tormented soul
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I see you–sights of you everywhere I go,
Awake, asleep, eyes closed or open.
I feel you in every moment of every day,
When I’m alone or in a crowd.
You my love are so ingrained in me,
Individuals–yes, but we are one.
We share a history and travel into one future,
Plotting course through this life.
Joys and sorrows, trials and tribulations,
All have made us who we are,
Made us stronger through adversity.
These are not to be regretted, but cherished,
Part of living the life we have been given.
Not one moment would I change,
Would I give back exchanging it for another.
We are who we are my love,
No more from this life could I ask.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A look, a pant, a gentle nudge,
Awake, excited to start the day.
It takes no more than a subtle budge,
To coax them on to run and play.
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From birth to passing their childlike heart,
Endears them to the soul of man.
Its been this way from the very start,
Proud and loving at our side they stand.
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Loyal ‘til their final day,
They’ll leave us not until our end.
Ne’re a doubt at our feet they’ll stay,
A heartfelt thanks to man’s best friend.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Living miles apart,
Acting like casual friends
Instead of siblings.
Visits far too infrequent
And our calls are far too few.
We have grown distant.
Not because of difference,
We are not that kind,
But because our life journey,
Leads us down different roads.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Agony of love
A hearts beat torn asunder
Ripped from breathing chest
Leaving it hollow and cold
Emptied of any passion
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Breath– your lips on mine
Warm and moist against my skin
Every nerve dancing
Calling ecstasy by name
In our love’s coital dance
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sentimentality and longing–drowning
In a sea of what was.
Knowing that one can never go back
To childhood,
To before grandma died,
Before the loss of grandpa,
Before any of the idiotic decisions we make
During the folly of our youth and beyond.
The impossibility of this is obvious;
Time only marches forward,
Steady and resolute in its determination.
Leaving us, if we choose to stay,
in the dust and cobwebs of our past.
One must ask, “To what end?”
To be passed…
By opportunities for love,
The love of family,
All the good that life has to offer.
A life of misery,
A life of hoping for what was,
What can never be,
This is the fate of so many.
Living in sorrow, void of hope,
Void of happiness,
Drowning–in sentimentality and longing.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I grow old waiting
Knowing you will never come
Wasting my short time
Logic tells me to move on
But hope keeps me locked in place
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~