Hold Me.

Take me to my home

Home is where my heart is.

Home’s on that windy hill.

Above a secret valley.

Hovering, a heavenly cloud.

Take me to my home.

I’m waiting here alone.

All packed ready to go.

Vacating this old place.

Leaving this world behind.

Take me to my home.

The beyond will be greener.

I know you’ll be there.

You’ve been waiting so long.

I know you’ll hold me again.

Hold me in our home.

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Ivor Steven (c)  2018.

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Hi, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm a retired, part-time plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I've been blogging for 18 months, and writing poems for nearly 18 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

36 thoughts on “Hold Me.”

  1. Beautiful, poignant song and poem pairing, Ivor.
    Your poem brought tears. Yes, she is waiting for you and will hold you again. She waits patiently as she knows you still have life to live here on earth.
    People make houses into homes…with their love and laughter and life. 🙂
    For me, home is where my heart is…and that is with the people I love. 🙂
    HUGS!!! 🙂

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    1. Thanks Carolyn, I’m glad my pingback finally worked. 😊 Don’t worry I cried buckets while I was writing it, only fitting that the readers should cry too😢😅 And definitely home is where the heart is, Oh.. Happy birthday 🎂 Carolyn

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    1. Thank you Lisa, yes The poem is a very special one for me. I actually wrote the original piece just over 2 years ago, the day Leonard Cohen Died, as a tribute poem to him, and hopefully in the style of the great man himself. And also it was not long after ‘our’ 40th Anniversary… xx

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    1. I’ve always got heaps of tissues… the old home was our family holiday homein a beautiful surf-coast town of Ocean Grove, The house was named Tullawalla, Which is the name on all of my poetry books, And I’ve the original name plaque hanging up under my verandah.

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      2. Yes I admit I’m a sentimental softie. I’ve many published poems, but my poetry booklets are produced by myself, … best way to explain, open this link.>> https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2018/06/20/tullawalla-booklet-4/
        And I’m now in the process of compiling my 5th booklet. The whole process is the main purpose behind my writings, that I’m on a mission to keep making/donating money for the MS Society as my ongoing legacy for Carole

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      3. oh what a lovely contribution … my landlord took his baby alpaca up to a farmer fund raiser yesterday and got $70 in an hour for the kids posing for photos with her .. so cute 🙂

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