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[title] => Those Days
[time] => 2007-05-02 02:25:34
[hometext] => My dad and my mom got into a huge argument when I was about three, then my dad disapeared until I was about 11 years old I came across him in krogers. I didnt recognize him. He just came up and hugged me. I thought he was a stranger.
[bodytext] => Those days
Those days when dad hugged me everyday. Those days when I always had a smile on my face. His house was my secret get away place
Then my heart was broken when he went away. For years I never even saw his face. I felt like my thoughts were in a display case. Feeling like life is a baseball game but I’m only at second base. Those days when I’d cry all night. Stuck behind, staring at the rear end light. Gonna find love if it takes all night. My feelings are trapped behind the gates of a bomb site. Those days when I missed my dad but my mother s all I had. Everything was going bad until I picked up a Kroger’s ad. Down three aisles I walked until I came upon the aisle with the chicken stalk. Three steps and a look of my eyes, my dad was there and it was a surprise. My little brother and my little sister, all these years and I never kissed her, tears fell because I missed her. Those days left and came again. To the lord I screamed amen. I was amazed at the ablaze. A phrase that portrays those days.
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Those Days
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ihop
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Wednesday, 2nd May 2007 @ 02:25:34 AM in AEST
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Those days
Those days when dad hugged me everyday. Those days when I always had a smile on my face. His house was my secret get away place
Then my heart was broken when he went away. For years I never even saw his face. I felt like my thoughts were in a display case. Feeling like life is a baseball game but I’m only at second base. Those days when I’d cry all night. Stuck behind, staring at the rear end light. Gonna find love if it takes all night. My feelings are trapped behind the gates of a bomb site. Those days when I missed my dad but my mother s all I had. Everything was going bad until I picked up a Kroger’s ad. Down three aisles I walked until I came upon the aisle with the chicken stalk. Three steps and a look of my eyes, my dad was there and it was a surprise. My little brother and my little sister, all these years and I never kissed her, tears fell because I missed her. Those days left and came again. To the lord I screamed amen. I was amazed at the ablaze. A phrase that portrays those days.
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Re: Those Days
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by darkangeleyes57 on
Wednesday, 2nd May 2007 @ 03:33:05 AM AEST
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This was heartfelt and sad. It showed a big chunk of you that was missing and hurt. This was a great poem. Well done
Take care
*hugs*
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Re: Those Days
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by Spike on
Thursday, 3rd May 2007 @ 12:04:05 AM AEST
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ihop,
an interesting, emotional write. More rap than hip hop - its got's that raw edge, that intensity. I read it aloud, and it is definitely a performance piece. Autobiographical poetry tends to be overly sweet or really, really dark, but your recollection is as real as it gets.
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Re: Those Days
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by myheartsvoice on
Thursday, 3rd May 2007 @ 04:04:34 AM AEST
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I'm giving this a 5 star vote also . . . you write from the heart and that don't take talent rather it take honest motives and a true skill 4 conveying your inner self. And i ain't kidding. Beautiful work 2 say the least, thanks 4 sharing.
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Re: Those Days
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by myheartsvoice on
Thursday, 3rd May 2007 @ 04:13:04 AM AEST
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One more thing, if your writting is any indication of your other endeavours then your sucsess come's as no surpries 2 me, as 4 the color of your skin, well, i was born colored blind, my good fortune. U keep writting i'll keep reading. oh and don't 4 get 2 comment every now and thenalso , lol. now i'm just kidding. Welcome aboard friend.
Ben |
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Re: Those Days
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by Rhei76 on
Thursday, 3rd May 2007 @ 08:13:43 AM AEST
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| nicely said, the amazement of family. |
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Re: Those Days
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by Bruce on
Thursday, 3rd May 2007 @ 03:23:11 PM AEST
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| Sad but very touching and at least it ended well for you. Wonderful write. |
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Re: Those Days
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by needledancing on
Wednesday, 9th May 2007 @ 11:36:13 PM AEST
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I spent 16 years in foster homes and had to live without my family. I can fully understand your missing those years.
A good write that shares how much these things stay with us. Thank you. |
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