Return me to a gentle land
Gather me in, take my hand
Restore my mind to calmer days
Remove the scene that still replays
over and over, jamming my head
Bring me serenity, a constant thread
of restoration, courage anew
Let me forge ahead, source my strength from you
Know that with each breath and every pace
I take you with me, see your face
Hear your laughter, envisage your smile
Yes, we are parted, but just for a while
Life is but a moment, a wrinkle, a sigh
This is only adieu, Dad, not forever goodbye.
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Freya Writes... 
True, so true, it is only adieu. A moment, a wrinkle, a sigh. Beautiful, hope FULL words. I love the whole structure of this poem as well. It has such a beautiful rythym.
Thank you so much! I can tell you, it is good to feel full of hope, even if that isn’t a permanent feature quite yet.
I am glad pain eases and new dawns seem possible. I enjoyed the hopeful tone of your closing lines!
Beautiful and touching, it definitely is not a goodbye forever!
Thank you, Oloriel. No, I don’t believe it is.
So true, Freya. Death is only temporal. There will be reunion. We have to trust that. And I do!
So do I, Mary. Thank you for your lovely comments.
Very sweet letter written on the wind. I’ve composed many of these to my departed, and you’re right: the ending is always, until we meet again.
Thank you, Brendan. They are always with us, which is a great comfort.
hugs…thinking of those that passed…and in particular parents…its so hard…we lost my wifes mom several years ago…one of the hardest times in my life….it is a slow releasing….
‘A slow releasing’ yes, that’s absolutely true. I am so grateful to be coming out of the darkest times though. Thank you, Brian.
This is very touching ~ Not a goodbye only an adieu ~ Trust and believe he will always be with you ~ Hugs to you Freya ~
Thank you, Grace. My dad didn’t like goodbyes, in any case!
This is lovely Freya, I recall reading recently where the dead are with us, just in a different room. Your dad lives on within you Freya.
I like that thought, that they are just in a different room. That makes sense, indeed! Thank you, Michael!
Pleasure Freya have a good day. I am thankful to the friend who pointed that out to me.
Yes – and thank you for passing it on! Enjoy your afternoon and evening…
You too.
this depicts a universal sentiment, even though it is directed at your father, it could be for us all and to anyone. beautifully written.
Thank you, Hanna. Yes, I think that these sentiments are common to many of us, although the circumstances are unique.
I am taken back by the similar vein of which we have written…as if we were being called upon to write..at this very moment in time. I believe in life after, we wave adieu till we see them once more.
I’ll have to read your poem! I’ve been a bit waylaid by life this week, so am slow to catch up with everyone – I’ll be over as soon as I can!
Don’t trip over in the rush 🙂 all good 🙂 x
What an ode.. I’m glad you’re coping. I still remember your first poem about your dad.
Thank you, Bjorn. I haven’t gone back and read any of my writing from that time yet. I think I need to make this stage of positivity and hope settle in and feel more permanent before I revisit. You have an excellent memory!
Absolutely beautiful. Your words are perfect for my own soul. Cheers!
Thank you, Delaina! I’m glad it connected with you.
So very complete, inspirational and loveable. I could connect to your words as if they were my own.
Thank you so much – I’m very pleased!
beautiful
Thank you!
i’m sorry for your loss freya – a write full of honor and love – and yes – it’s just an adieu for a short time
Thank you, Claudia. This blog has helped me through the toughest of times over the past few months, and germinated connections I never expected. My dad was proud of my creativity – I’m definitely my father’s daughter!
A beautifully written ode to your father…lost my dad more than 30 years ago and I still feel the loss. Your poem stirs deep and meaningful emotions
Thank you so much, Ron.