Gone But Not Forgotten

This brother meant more than anyone could know,

but for whatever reason, he felt he had to go.

Leaving behind a love so strong,

I am still uncertain as to what went wrong.

We used to fit like a glove ~ conversation and all,

how we looked forward to our daily phone call.

We could talk about anything under the sun,

for our hearts intermingled, united as one.

Deep in my heart he does still remain,

in spite of all the memories, sorrow and pain.

I know our paths will cross again someday,

and maybe then we will know what to say.

If that day never comes, I won’t despair,

for we both know at one time, we were the ultimate pair.

Though I’m no longer bitter, I still hurt inside,

I’ve regained control and taken back my p ride.

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

Hinder No More

Hinder me not, for I’m doing my best,

not to be better than others, but to be an example to the rest.

Paving  the way for others to follow,

but you can’t take this path if your heart is hollow.

Hollow like a tree that lacks spirit and life,

a heart filled with jealousy, envy, and strife.

You hinder my journey and you hinder your own,

refusing to tear down your wall of stone.

Stone that surrounds your heart so securely,

draining all your tenderness ~ slowly but surely.

I must move on now, but the path is still there,

for yourself and others to partake of and share.

The outcome of your journey ~ it really all depends,

if you tear down your wall and allow your heart to mend.

Resume your journey and others will follow,

for your heart has healed and is no longer hollow.

Hollow like the tree earlier on this trip,

which is more than a memory because from it life now drips.

By Sylvia Porter-Hall