A tender and compassionate writing, dear Nick! The death of a loved one will always leave scars on the soul. But the memory of the time this couples shared can’t be taken away. Gratitude helps coping with the loss.

Powerfully penned, Nick. This one tugged at my old heartstrings, outstanding write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Life can be hard but I always have my support from my wife. I think it would be impossible for me without her. But I’ve seen a few people go through this tragedy.

Thanks friend. Much appreciated.

Life is short and tragedy comes fast.

Thanks for the read friend

I completely agree with this write. Everything is so turned up right now.
I remember, back in the day, I used to be able to walk home after a movie with my friends as a kid.
As an adult now, I wouldn’t even consider it. For me back then, nighttime had teenage magic in it. It was a time
to be brave and do something daring, like sneak out to meet friends or go to a party, without getting outed by a post on Facebook. lol
I enjoyed this, thanks for posting

Powerfully penned, Nick. I connect with this one my friend, I think anyone who has mileage in this life can relate. Excellent write. Appreciate you.

Damian

I remember when expression was everything. In how we dressed, how we spoke, the music, the art. Seems like its seriously frowned upon now to step outside some vanilla lines and be unique. I’ll never fit normal, so I’m not bothered by the judgment. But the world does feel like its lost its lustre these days.

Life is an incredible gift we all take for granted.

Thanks for the read friend.

Social media is a unregulated poison. I don’t mind angry or sad music. Heck it’s the best way to get out my frustrations poetry wise. But when I think of todays music I don’t get it. It is nonsensical. I don’t know if it’s mad, sad, happy. All I hear is lazy garbage. As for when I was younger I did have a good sense of right and wrong. Unfortunately many friends and family didn’t. Drugs and partying… Being careless. It catches up to you if you don’t know how to moderate it.

If I were to say what this generation feels to me, I think it seems like generation no identity. And that’s sad.

Thanks for the read friend

Powerfully penned, Fia. Into the book it belongs! Excellent write my friend, I felt the sting of your words. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

We do what we must. Well, the good ones do! Like you.
Speak your words, Fia. Take a bow and some praise. It ain’t easy out there. Luckily you’ve discovered the therapy of ceative writing. It DOES help. It can save souls, if we trust ourselves to focus on hope.
Wonderful, uplifting write my dear.

Man. I can relate to this. Not just myself but with my friends and family.
There is no telling where I’d be without my mom. She is my rock.
So empowering!! Thank you for posting !!

The kids are everything. And if they’re not…something ain’t right. Felt this one in my maternal DNA.

Whatever it takes!

Life can be cruel and unfair, so I thank God for mothers like this. It is my great hope that their sacrifices will be rewarded–if not in this life, then the next.

Life is a fight. You have invoked a great feeling of grit and determination.
Regards James

I felt this deep in my marrow. Your dedication to those children renewed my faith in humankind. The struggle to keep your children fed and housed moved my heart deeply. This is truly one of your very best poems. It speaks to me of a mother’s love and her oh so protective spirit t keep her children safe, healthy, and well. This is much more than a poem it is a living breathing testament to a mother’s love. I loved this so much.

John