Husbands are, for many wives, their source of comfort, love, joy, and companionship. Many wives consider their husband to be their confidant and best friend. To lose the man they have relied on for so long can be utterly devastating. For those who have not experienced the loss of a husband, it is impossible to understand the depth of the pain a wife feels. It is a pain so deep, the human mind only comes to accept the harsh reality gradually. Widows and her supportive friends and family can honor their loved one by recounting a kind gesture or amusing stories involving him.
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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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.
If death is nothing at all,
We will be enjoying summer and fall;
We shall talk and laugh as we have always done,
Instead of waiting for my time to come.
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When life seems a blur,
And I can't quite believe
That I'm living without you
And you were taken from me,
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Eternal lights flicker
In a distant sky.
Where have you gone;
Why did you die?
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Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
My husband passed a month ago. I am filled with so much grief. Everything reminds me of him. I'm told time heals. I wish it moves quicker so that I can heal, but it seems to be standing...
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I love you.
I love you too, until the casket closes.
But when your casket closes,
Where should my love then go?
The years have gone so fast, so slow,
The seasons spinning round as years drift by.
I miss the looks we shared, the smiles,
The warming touch of gentle hands.
They say that time will heal all wounds.
I know that could be true.
It's the lonely in-between times
That I start missing you.
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That morning we woke up,
Like any other day.
We brushed our teeth, I brushed my hair.
Nothing new to say.
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