21. Until We Meet Again
Alone in my darkness I still see your face,
sometimes your presence and your warm embrace.
I look 'round the house; it's calling your name,
but nothing I see here quite feels the same.
Alone in my darkness I still see your face,
sometimes your presence and your warm embrace.
I look 'round the house; it's calling your name,
but nothing I see here quite feels the same.
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Mornings in the summer
Autumn's evening mist
Snowflakes on my window
Solitude exists
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Your loss came so unexpectedly.
I thought many more years we would have to share.
But God had another plan
and at times the loss and grief are things I just can't bear.
I had to respond and thank you for your posting and story. I too lost my partner, husband, and best friend in May of 2010 when our son was only 14 months old. Had it not been for that...
Time heals all wounds they say,
but I have one that never goes away.
The loss of you has left a spot
deep in my heart that time forgot.
Staring at the little dots in the sky
Wondering which one is you
Asking the same question, why?
Only answer I know is that you knew.
I lost my husband of 50 years and 11 months on December 29, 2015, to a very aggressive cancer. It only took 26 days from him feeling bad to God taking him. I met him at a gas station in 1964....
Together for over fifty years,
times of laughter and of tears.
I fell in love with all his charms,
could dance forever in his arms.
Hi Alan
Yes, we have very similar stories. I too had been married for 58 years. Like you, I have also done a creative writing course since retirement. I very much look forward to...
Suicide the headline screams
And everyone turns their head
Too frightened, too shocked, too ignorant
To acknowledge that he is dead
Hi Audrey,
Thank you for responding and sharing your story with me. My husband also suffered from bi-polar, so I understand your fear and your pain. What got me through the many years was to...
I love you.
I love you too, until the casket closes.
But when your casket closes,
Where should my love then go?
I was a lonely wanderer, searching for a place to belong.
You came into my life and gave me love, a place to call home.
Home is where the heart is; it doesn't always have four walls.
The man I have loved for more than half my life is dying from a blood disorder. Every day he and I are realizing that living for the moment is the most important thing in our lives. We...
I left a simple rose today.
I laid it down upon your grave.
Then memories came rushing - from the past,
of our lives together; we said it would last.