Wife Poem

Glimpses Of A Remembered Love

After being diagnosed with a disease that has no cure, I wrote this poem during a period of reflection. Everything seemed to be old and aged. But when I used my mind's eye, I could catch glimpses of the girl I first fell in love with. They were only glimpses but they brought back precious memories of fifty years past.

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Having lost my husband almost exactly a year ago, I was incredibly touched by this poem. Especially as we too were married for well over 50 years. I look at photos on my photo frame all the...

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Glimpses

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Published by Family Friend Poems January 1, 2024 with permission of the Author.

Early morning sun
Dull light through the window
A shadow crosses her face
I catch a glimpse
A face I once loved
The shadow moves
Her face changes
Now old, lined with age

Walking in the woods
Dappled light plays tricks
She turns her head
Again, a glimpse
A face I once adored
My old heart beats faster
Dark clouds rolls in
Now a careworn look

At home, the power is off
We light the candles
Dancing silhouettes
For a second, I catch a glimpse
A face so young
The dance changes
Her face changes
Now not so young

I open a drawer
Lift out a box
Blow away the dust
Old photos tumble in a pile
One by one I turn them over
I recognise a face
It's more than a glimpse
I fall in love again

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Having lost my husband almost exactly a year ago, I was incredibly touched by this poem. Especially as we too were married for well over 50 years. I look at photos on my photo frame all the time - and remember.

Very best wishes,
Ann

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