Magical Boy

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fingers still wave

through little panes of

Glass just for me

I can see you No ghost

you cast yourself forever

trapped in my soul

 

Beautiful Wonderful

My magical boy

 

Silent to others now

little record player

Your love revolves in me

I will always play for you

Records so loved and

Little piano lost to time

 

Beautiful Wonderful

My magical boy

 

Sliding wooden door

all that could separate 

so now as before 

save this bed-time lasts still

till that time together again

with Dad in Nigel’s room forever

 

 

This is a very personal poem about my aunties son who died many years ago so may confuse but I wanted to add it anyway :) 

 

 
 

◄ Beyond an end

Divorce=Loss ►

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Hannah Collins

Fri 3rd Nov 2017 17:38

A very moving poem.
Thank you for your comment. I am so pleased to be reading your work.

Hannah

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Emer Ni Chorra

Tue 6th Sep 2016 17:24

Beautifully written poem.

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Jon

Wed 16th Mar 2016 22:53

ingenious....lovely use of words mate.nice one.

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Richard

Sun 23rd Aug 2015 12:18

sent her this poem last week and she loved it so it did its job

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