Jim, I think we've all been down in the depths of despair, but as song as we keep breathing, the sun always comes out again one day. I'm sorry to see such pain in your writing, because I know all to well where pain comes from. Some of our best work comes from those pits of despair - as long as we live long enough to cycle that pain into words!

Good to see you, my young friend. Are you getting too old for me to say that to you now? We've 'known' each other a long time by now, Jim, you've experienced a lot in the years I've known you, and you're a strong young man. There are always brighter days ahead.

Love and Blessings,

Alice

Young or old, you can call me whatever you wish, as long as I'm still counted a friend either way There are many parts of me that are either young, old, or indecisive... ah, but this poem I wrote a couple years ago in regards to a woman who was there when it suited her fancy, and I eventually decided to just cut off my emotions altogether rather than deal with her phony companionship.

Long ago , I remember giving my all to a relationship and thought that the same dedication would come back to me. I experienced the same pain and changed dramatically after that. For a few years I walled up my heart and swore off the output of tears over anyone.


Jim , you reach deep within the mind and soul of covered memories.

I am humbled in remembering such a time from long ago. How I wish I had shed less tears then , but this is how God made me.



Thanks for sharing this and I hope you will share more soon. I always look forward to your poems.



Julie

Terrific poem Jim and without your explanation - can be interpreted in many ways and that is a quality I like in poetry .........