I walked with you your 18 years, my son — now we walk alone.
Until we’re again step to step — I’ll always remember…
Original DDE™ art: “Bloom” by: rob kistner © 11/13/25
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you come to me just like a gentle breeze
a sweet memory wafting through my day
this memory that blooms to fill my heart
your warmth comes in small familiar ways
in quiet moments filling me with ease
you come to me a soft embracing breeze
a sweet memory wafting through my day
your voice still sings to lift me on my way
a calm that lifts the weight of memories
a lilting song that helps my heart find peace
you come to me a soft embracing breeze
a sweet memory wafting through my day
this memory that blooms to fill my heart
rob kistner © 11/13/25
Rob, it has to be comforting to have your son with you like a gentle breeze. That makes think of Glen Campbell’s Gentle on My Mind.
After all the editing, once I read what I had finally written, it was Campbell’s song I found stuck in my head Lisa — so I respectfully borrowed his title. My favorite version of Glen’s song was done by Band Perry. 🙂
Thisbso beautiful abd heartfelt, Rob
MuchLove
Thhank you Gillenar… 😉
This is such a comforting verse… really feel a warmth that I really need.
Thank you gBjörn…:)
very touching Rob with the lightest of touches “just like a gentle breeze”
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Beautifully expressed, Rob. Thank you for sharing such a personal poem.
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Written from the heart Rob, so beautiful thanks for sharing such personal feelings ??
YOU are most welcome Ange… 😉
Perfect in every possible way, Rob.
Thank you so much Helen, I always try to do a good job, out of respect for myself, and the kind people that read mY work… 🙂
Beautifully rendered, Roib, the form perfect for these thoughts and both the Glen Campbell song and In my Life (so gentle) – perfect accompaniments…
Thank you so much Andrew… 🙂 …in the backroads of my memory, home is always, gentle on my mind.,,
This is heartbreakingly, achingly beautiful. I’m sitting at the airport in Houston waiting to board a flight to Washington, catching up on all of the wonderful dVerse poems, and your poem brought me to tears. People are looking at me funny (really).
The echoes of love and connection, the wrenching sadness of loss softened by the sweetness of memory – you have perfectly described how I feel about my brother, and indeed all of my lost ones. This is a spectacular portrait of how the one who’s left behind and walking alone feels as the years go by. Thank you so much for this very personal poem.
Wow Kim — you are so very welcome. My son Aaron has been gone for years now — but he still lives vividly in my heart. His birthday was Nov 4th. I hope your tears will resolve into a sweet memory for you as mine do when they well up time to time… 🙂
Aaron will always, ALWAYS live vividly in your heart. And your lyrical honorarium lives gently within all your readers, as we use your words to process our own grief.