Of All The Times I Miss (new poem)
by Tim Kavi
Of all the times
I miss the most
were moments like this
when running from it
I was overtaken by destiny's kiss
For there was no stopping
the times I so nobly miss
of seeing the light
in my mother's eyes
one last time
of seeing a smile
on my father's lips
as I spoke a rhyme
they are all gone now
but more than memories
are the guiding paths
of meaning and existence
that we must make
by holding a newborn baby
in our arms
of speaking love
to family, to the undenying
Other that we allowed
in our hearts to make a home
and to sing and hope
for better times
and what we could do
become in love
a certain history
of what we had hoped
of loves never forgot
and loves we make today
of things liked
and esteemed
and walking through
valleys of despair and grief
we find new futures
we have but dreamed.
afterward: to the world with love, there is a future beyond our losses
and grief. There is the sanctuary of hope and the power of love.~~TK
