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Heart Cry

Updated on April 15, 2013

I was five when I first met you,

you gave me a stuffed dog

that I never put down.

You were so far ahead of me,

yet I struggled to catch up.

I never saw you very much,

you were always gone.

And when you were with me,

I was a bit shy with you.


Desperately wanting validation from you,

but somehow always falling short.

I finally matured and grew to like myself,

inspite of not knowing who I was.

No longer needing you to approve of me,

I finally knew freedom from the loneliness

I had always carried with me.


And now that I am older,

my heart cries out for you.

Not because of the emptiness

you never filled for me,

but because of the love

you never accepted.

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      Sylvia Van Peebles 6 years ago from Southern California

      Thank you Scarface1300! I appreciate your comments!

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      Scarface1300 6 years ago

      Lovely piece of poetry.

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      Sylvia Van Peebles 6 years ago from Southern California

      JL,you're very insightful. Thanks so much for your comment and vote.

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      JadedLove 6 years ago

      In the light where sorrow hides is the love found within yourself. For you to find it, is a beautiful thing. So very strong is the pain of old I felt as I read this. Up and beautiful,

      Johnny Love

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      Sylvia Van Peebles 6 years ago from Southern California

      Thanks Doug!

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      Doug Turner Jr. 6 years ago

      A meloncholic musing. Up and beautiful here. Peace.