Dave Rickert

Dave Rickert
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Tucson, Arizona,
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May 19
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Its in the glove compartment
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Yes. I always enjoy it.
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I have always tended to take the road less traveled. Sometimes I get lost; sometimes the road is under construction; and sometimes the road leads nowhere or everywhere. Regardless of my choices, I always learn, and never regret the journey.

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JANUARY 13, 2011 8:44PM

Tiny 2

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 Sadness

It seemed so tiny,

As it eerily passed by.

Are you cramped in there son my little girl?

Can you hear me, my love?

 

Just yesterday…

He  She was jabbering;

Today…he she is silent.

Tomorrow…he she is sealed.

 

Not even ten years;

Not even a shave makeup;

Not even a girlfriend boyfriend;

Not one last hug.

 

I have no more tears;

Only the stake in my heart.

No more memories;

Only lingering pain.

 

Where is the justice

In endless sorrow?

Where is the peace

On sleepless nights?

 

So, sleep tight my love;

Wherever you may be.

I will be along soon;

Save a place for me.


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Save a place for me...
Heartbreak for these little ones, very nice Dave.
rita shibr
January 13, 2011 08:48 PM
...when soon is never soon enough. The magazine that employs me ran a story in our January issue about the MISS Foundation---for parents who've endured the death of a child. Timely, but so incredibly sad.
mhold
January 13, 2011 09:00 PM
David...so much sadness from you now. I hope I never have to endure the death of a child.
snarkychaser
January 13, 2011 09:21 PM
I missed this the first time around. This is amazing and very powerful.
Cathy GF
January 13, 2011 09:26 PM
Lovely, sad, and so very tenderly touching. R ~Marissa
Marissa Mullins
January 13, 2011 09:58 PM
Christina Greene is smiling down on you for this, Dave.

Lezlie
L in the Southeast
January 13, 2011 10:08 PM
The death of a child stays in the heart of a parent forever. The grief never ends. Too much sorrow to endure. R.
Rita Bourland
January 13, 2011 11:35 PM
A lament and a prayer said by every one of the parents of the children we have killed by the hundreds of thousands in Iraq and Afghanistan.

Or do we only count the dead when they are our own?
skypixie0
January 14, 2011 12:15 AM
I agree with Rita...heartbreak. And so tenderly expressed. Thank you.
Leslie Srajek
January 14, 2011 01:28 AM
I've read it 3 times already...going back again.r
hugs, me
January 14, 2011 11:08 AM
I don't know where there is Justice in endless sorrow either. I guess it has to come from Within, and by acknowledging that at least you DO, indeed, feel. They say "better to have loved and lost than never to loved at all." But you know what I say to that? -- "Yeh? -- Well, YOU just try it sometime..." You got the big message off so clearly, yet in such a brief poem. Love that! R
The Songbird
January 14, 2011 11:20 AM
The tears will always be there, somewhere. I'm very sorry.
Leon Freilich
January 14, 2011 11:38 AM
There are tears enough for all, but equally as much hope for better. It makes me wonder whose innocence is now forever lost? Theirs or ours? You said it all: "Where is the justice in endless sorrow?"
Susan Creamer Joy
January 14, 2011 04:12 PM
Not one last hug.

..
Here's one for you. Thank you for this
Satori1
January 14, 2011 04:21 PM
Oh, Dave. You've got me all choked up here! So moving.
R
Poor Woman
January 14, 2011 09:50 PM
oh.. so powerful Dave... so touching... so beautiful...
Alice Bailey
January 15, 2011 02:41 AM
This poem reaches out to countless millions, Dave...beautifully written!
Angelkisses
January 17, 2011 01:21 PM
Where is the justice
In endless sorrow?
Where is the peace
On sleepless nights?

i don't know. & that's my problem with it. all. asking. wanting. receiving no answer. reprieve. or results.
Renatta Laundry
January 18, 2011 12:09 AM