I Saw You Often Comments

I still like the poem and still would give you five stars....all over again...if I could. But, not being a politician, I don't know how to vote twice and get away with it. ; ( bri Anna told me you died. Bon voyage!

Tom sent this to me: 'Tom Billsborough25 November 2016I know where she lives but it's on the opposite coast to mine. She was someone I knew. I'll tell you about it sometime, Bri'

I heard from another PH member that Tom died. Good luck, Tom, my friend. bri : )

Yes, eventually it is 'too late' for most things, things like READING BRI EDW ARDS' POETRY. Ha ha. Do it now, ...before it's too late. bri

Nice, Tom, though I think you'll never see this comment, as I've heard you died. Hopefully you died peacefully, having outlived your wife and cat. Yes, 'far apart' is SO TRUE now. bri ;)

Tom, This is the highest form of love being demonstrated here- -a no-matter-what... through- thick-and-thin.... kind of love- - both yours and hers. This poem matters in this tired, prejudiced. uncaring world-=- I wish we had so many more like you and maybe it would be a kinder world/ 10- -I mean 5 stars not that the rating scale is working

Heartfelt poem. I enjoyed it imensily thank your for sharing such beautiful poem. :-

A warm memory is all that we can have. Great write.

the separation; the sweet parting makes a leaf of souvenir, a happy memory sometimes it brings pleasure in alone friendly......./// beautiful

“Unjust burden which I wished you shared. I should have asked, if I'd dared”. We have a saying in Russia: we never know what we will find, what we will lose. Well written. I liked it. Thanks

It's now too late as we are far apart. Yet I keep your warmth and sadness in my heart. An emotional decision followed by a deception in love nicely painted.

been here already; the poem page i mean! :) bri

i now see that in a previous comment here i wrote: i wonder if this is a personal tale from your life, or just imagination. hmm? ......i guess i had not read or you had not posted your Poet's Note earlier. no, wait! you still have no P. notes. i read It was someone I loved and still think about her in a response you made to another's comment. you know, i hope, that the responses [as far as i can tell] only appear on the poem's page, to which i rarely return. bri :) and you left more info at another comment. you COULD communicate/ask now if you have contact info. do you DARE! ? ? bri ;)

well, i hate to be comment # 25, or is it 26? , but i read it and find it worthy of MyPoemList. you lucky devil. a lovely write, as some would say. yes, hesitation may bring regret in the future! far apart? tried a post card? email? tellie? or does it mean emotionally far apart. i wonder if this is a personal tale from your life, or just imagination. hmm? bri :)

Yet I keep your warmth and sadness in my heart. Very good feelings. I do also like to keep ' warmth and sadness'' of the poet in my heart.10 for you.

This poem reminds me so much of my father. A touching memory it's the first thing I thought of when I read it..

The empathy, imagination, and haunted memory of a poet is well expressed in this verse. I too remember times when I wish I had asked, learned more about someone after it was too late. And yes, the last line is touching and heart-felt. Thanks for sharing.

And even when you smiled Residual sadness lingered in your eyes, As though you carried blame For a loved one's harm, Caused by another. Beautiful lines..... Overshadowed with the pain of not communicating at the right moment. ONE should always take a chance and overcome the shyness of the moment... This is true with all who have lost their first love, love at the first sight. Thanks for sharing such a beautiful poem. It deserves 10+++. But only 10 from me. Thanks with an invitation to my page. Subhas

Yes- like all good poetry this carries that deeper story line.

A heart-warming poem with the most touchy last line: ' Yet I keep your warmth and sadness in my heart. ' Sometimes we wish we could carry someone's burden, and ease the sorrow if we could.