Wife Death Poem

This is about the ultimate commitment to marriage

All Of Me

© ~8~
With my hands I held you, I touched you and loved you.
My hands are callused from very hard work to provide clothing, shelter, transportation, food, entertainment and more.
I massaged away your pains and bound your wounds with my hands.
With my arms I embraced you and held you oh so close.
With my back, legs and shoulders I hoisted and upheld all the burdens that life threw at you which were many and difficult to be rid of..
With my feet I walked so many miles that it could not be counted for you
With my eyes I beheld you in eternal love.
With my mouth a praised you.
With my mind, heart, soul, words and deeds, I adored and was passionate toward you.
With my body and soul, I was faithful to you.
With all of me, I loved you and sacrificed all that I had for you until there was nothing remaining
Accept my being. I willingly gave all of me.

I would gladly do it all again to hold you and kiss your lips once more

for you own all of me.

~8~

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Published: Jul 2011

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