Gilbert Parker
Just an old guy tryin to figure out how to write something for the first time in a long time.
Gilbert Parker
Just an old guy tryin to figure out how to write something for the first time in a long time.
Just an old guy tryin to figure out how to write something for the first time in a long time.
Just an old guy tryin to figure out how to write something for the first time in a long time.
“We’re so sorry for your loss.”
“She was so young. She had her whole life ahead of her.”
“If there is anything we can do…”
Morris heard the platitudes too many times. He sensed what people were going to say before they opened their mouths. It’s not that he didn’t appreciate the sentiment, he desired time alone. Time to grieve in his own way. Alone with his thoughts, alone with his misery.
Morr...
It's time for some fun!" whispered the goblin that lives in my head.
I looked at the house; with its tall windows and brilliant grandeur.
I loved my Mum and Dad.
I did not want to take their home away.
Mum, especially, loved the place.
I examined them both, as they lay, I studied the sleepy pair as they drifted away.
I remembered cursing defiantly at the goblin's will and knew I would obey.
T...
The last time I saw you I was four
You never said goodbye
But how could you
I never understood
Not then anyway
What it would take
To keep you here
But how could I
I have a son and when he was four
I watched him closely and observed
Caught him as he fell
Bandaged his knee
Did you do the same for me
When I was four
I sat in your bed
And watched the
ambulance take you way
I didn’t understand t...