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Picture of John J. Rigo, Airman second class, US Air Force, Hunter AFB, Savannah, Georgia, Age 17, 1959. I will always be young at heart!

Picture of John J. Rigo, Airman second class, US Air Force, Hunter AFB, Savannah, Georgia, Age 17, 1959. I will always be young at heart!

Ernest Hemingway once related
that a man could not live a full life
without many regrets.
Such has life been for me
in over seventy years on the planet.
 
I now realize along the way
many saw my potential for greatness
I never saw what they saw.
 
There were many signs
of pending greatness.
I was too blind to see them
or hear them for that matter.
Even when those signs spoke
loudly to me.
 
I find myself today without
children from my own flesh.
A gift that was begged from
my childhood bride
but I was too stupid to give
at that childlike time in my early life.
 
At the time seeking financial
stability was more important to me.
There are many, many regrets from this time.
 
It seemed in my early youth
starting at 21
women were attracted to me.
I never really understood why.
I never thought of myself
as a good-looking man.
 
Along the way
I was blessed in meeting
and loving very beautiful woman.
 
Even today many of those
moments have not escaped my memory.
A sigh still sounds in my breath 
in recalling them. 
 
If there is truly a hell
in eternity
it is knowing
one can never change
those regrets.
 

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Courtesy of asmp.org

Courtesy of asmp.org

I am glad I am here to remember this moment.
There were dreams that I did not want to awake from.
There were days with those that I knew truly loved me.
 
They were days I did not want to end.
At times in the remembering there are tears.
The tears are not from sadness
but for the happiness of the moment.
 
Will those dreams ever come again to me?
I think not for the flowers of youth bloom but once in our memories.
Precious memories that we hold on tightly close to our hearts.
Thank you for this day in my gift of rememberance.

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There is a happy place in my mind.
A place of loving memories.
A place where I have experienced love from another.
It is a place that belongs to no other.
It cannot be taken from me.
 
The joyful light that fills that room
cannot be clicked off by anyone.
It was a more gentle time in my life.
A time when another made me feel special.
Their words were kind
their touch was with love.
 
It is the place I am
when you ask me,
“what are you thinking?”
You see
in this place there is no meanest
no words of hurt upon my soul
no seeming lack of thought.
 
You created this special place for me.
It was built word by word by you.
Words of discouragement.
Words of anger.
Words of bitterness.
Finally you reached a point
that you completedly ripped out my heart.
 
In this place
I again
find my heart.
A heart that now remembers
what it was like
to be truly loved
by another.
 

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