Who Cares?
As day follows night so begins a new dawn,
and starting anew there’s a life that is born,
and lived for a while in the crook of your arm.
As Day follows night you forsake all your dreams,
forget all your plans, all your hopes and your schemes.
For now there are other to think of it seems.
As day follows night children grow into men,
and caring for others starts over again,
the adult is child and you take on their pain
As day follows night you begin to feel old.
This wasn’t the life you had thought would unfold,
things happened that spiralled your life uncontrolled
As day follows night soon the caring is gone.
The loves of your life have grown up or passed on.
You’re just treading water a tired, old mute swan.
As day follows night each new sunset comes near.
You look at your past and you know that it’s clear,
the smile on your face is a mask, a veneer
As day follows night you’ve no life left to share.
The ones that you loved most are no longer there,
as death just gets nearer, you no longer care.
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Such a sad, despondent piece of poetry, Lodigiana.
Death is an unavoidable inevitability.
Having suffered a massive heart attack which left me clinically dead for nearly four minutes in 2010, I no longer fear death.
I embrace it, just as I would a long lost friend.
If we can do that, I feel we're much better off in the long run.
Death is not the end.
Death is merely the beginning to a new chapter of our existence.
Excellent writing, as usual...
~Dean Kuch
What a wonderful attitude to life that is Dean! so pleased that you are getting a second chance at life and living it well!This piece was inspired by a recent conversation I had with a lady, just a passing acquaintance really, who suddenly opened up her heart to me and it really affected me thinking about some of the things she recounted of her life and her vision of her future....Thanks so much for your comments Dean and although death holds no fear for you my hopes are that you carry on enjoying this life for a long time yet my friend! ♥
Lodigiana
My pleasure as always, Lodigiana.
~Dean :) ?
This is a meaningful poem giving full vent to anguish done in a way to receive significant emotional responses.
A creative urge deserving of a look.
Thanks. :)
Thank you so much Richard - really appreciate your comments
Lodigiana x
Really sad but very insightful and as I get older myself, I can relate to these feelings. Lovely with simple language and words.
Thank you so much Patricia- sometimes the most complex feelings can be explained with the simplest of words if read by an empathic soul..thank you so much for your very kind words!
Lodigiana x
Hi Lodigiana
A well written piece of work as usual.
Enjoyed very much!
Peace and joy to you
Kieran
Hi Kieran so pleased to have you visit and as always your comments are very welcome!
Peace and joy to you also my friend x
Lodigiana
Beautiful write Lodigiana ??? ??
Thank you so much Wayne so kind of you
Lodigiana xx
Beautifully put! life for a while in the crook of your arm!
Some call me elderly, little do they know I'm barely middle aged
my glass is more than half full.
Not sure what my latter life will, bring, like a chipmunk,
I store memories, sights and sounds, to comfort me were I to be left alone.
I can only say my life has been filled to overflowing so I hurt so for those who experience the end of your poem.
So much emotion elicited by your poem, truly a sign of a well written piece.
I will not forget it.
John
Hi John, yes you are so right when you say that we don't know what later life will bring...store memories, live life and be grateful and appreciative for every day that comes our way!..there is a lot of good sense in your words my friend! thank you so much for sharing them.
Lodigiana xx
Wow, what a great write. Sad but so true....
Hi JG as you say, sad but so so true in many case...really appreciate you reading and commenting - thank you so much!
Lodigiana x