I wrote this poem a month after my husband Roberto died on February 1.2004, it is only now that I can look at it without feeling immense pain and ..........
I wrote this poem about nine months ago, after my husband passed away. We had difficulties during our lives together, but I loved him more than ..........
This poem was written about the memory of my husband's funeral. I have been alone for 4 years now and am just beginning to get back to the real ..........
I wrote this poem because my love has left me. Not for another women, but for the man upstairs,GOD. Now he waits for me along the pearly gate. To ..........