Only I Can Hear

By: Regina Puckett

Narrated by: Bob Sterry

A collection of poetry.

Only I Hear.

Only I hear the air kisses and giggles I missed

When I was too busy marking off my checklist

Only I hear the words he might have said

As my father fought for life on his death bed

Only I hear time laughing as it slips away

Adding wrinkles and gray hair into the fray

Only I hear my sorrows as they gather around

Their cries and moans create the saddest sound

Only I hear the moments I threw away like trash

Because I didn't understand or was too rash

Only I hear the things I wished I could redo

I would cherish the time I hurried through

I would stop and listen to my babies coos and cries

I would linger over conversations, hugs and sighs

I would stop and smell the flowers and fresh air

I would accept my failings and loose every care

So the next time I think I'm the only one who hears

I won't be ashamed to expose my heart or show my tears

©2016 Regina Dee Puckett (P)2017 Regina Dee Puckett