Somewhere on a Family Tree

Somewhere on a Family Tree

 

When I am all but gone

except for

a few old photographs

in albums

scattered here and there

perhaps ..

Or even worse than that

maybe ..

Nothing more than a single

leaf ..

Pinned strategically upon

some long

lost family tree somewhere

Feel free to

think of me with fond regard

For I did once

love you, with all my heart

and every single

thing I ever was, or owned ..

 

 

 

Reviews

[Aura]

Somewhere on a family tree your memory will be restored, you might have a grand frame to remind everyone of who you were, or you might be remembered by just a little leaf, but whatever it is, you will be remembered for the goodness and love you brought to the world. Somewhere on the family tree your memory will be, for future generations to hopefully stumble across it just to see! Thanks for sharing!

[Neville]

Your review reads like a poem in it's own write & I am most grateful to you dear Aura, for it ... Thank you so very much indeed ... Neville :)

[Aura]

My pleasure!

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Love the lines about the leaf pinned on the tree very clever
We are not just dots and lines left on a paper family tree we are living things leaving our mark on everyone that we loved hated cherished or passed like ships in the night
Beautiful poem and sentiments thank you 🙏

[Neville]

Tis me or I, that needs so very much to thank thee dear Julie M .. and BIGLY too, I might add .. and so I shall ...THANK YOU ... Neville

[Cherrie]

Maybe that is why they call it a broken heart 💔 because we leave a little piece of ourself behind.

[Neville]

and you ma'am are indeed a poet ..

[Lydia Shutter]

Neville, this poem really hit me today as it is the anniversary of my Dad's death. How warm and wonderful the emotions are in this write. Bittersweet...and meaningful. Lydi**

[Neville]

I know that feeling you refer to Lydi** and sadly know it all too well .. I feel for you today and truly .. thank you so much for visiting these words .. I am sending a virtual hug and blowing a x in your direction.

Neville

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Neville.

[Patricia Wedel]

Love and living is where we spend our Dreams… expressed in paintings and Scores of Music … that is played as we make our Final Bow… and our Breath becomes Infinity. Pat

[Neville]

What a delightful thought is that ..Beam me up Patty .......... But softly and true .. N :)

[Patricia Wedel]

Yes.. we are all Spirits that will all fly with the Wind someday. Poets forever…. Pat

[John the Baptist]

I get the feeling that the speaker here has done a considerable amount of bridge burning in his time. Or maybe he's grown old and most of those he cared for have departed, one way or another. The addressee is someone who was once very special, whose memory he cherishes. It's a last farewell.

[Neville]

and how did you manage to do that eh' John .. have a cigar sir .. it's on me, I don't need em any more :)

[Chris Shaw]

This poem resonated with me, particularly the timing of it. It spoke to me of fractures in family relationships. It speaks to me of a similar feeling I have. I love, but I don't always like. I have never given up, but I am so weary and I too wonder when I am gone how I will be remembered by one who I sincerely hope outlives me. Powerful. Maybe history will be kind.

Chris

[Neville]

friends resonating together can't be a bad thing tho' can it .. cram as much in as is possible is my motto ....... I do get ya though Chris and thank you kindly this very fine mane .... Neville