Major McCormick

Today, by Major McCormick

Here’s a poem for these days, though momma said there would be days like this, I can only be reminiscent, wiping my cheek after her kisses, “Go on and play,” that was what we looked forward to in a way, but today we look forward after spending so much time in reverse, the simple pain in a songs verse all in reverence, of losing happiness, the focus no longer rooted in glee, but hunger for what used to be. Today accept the past, as you look into the glass ,where snow flakes fall, captured in time. No more steps from behind, nor haunted by what no longer exist, I look forward to my mother’s kiss and her saying there will be days like this.

Major McCormick #686-167
p.o box 8107
Mansfield Ohio 44901

Categories: Major McCormick, poems

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