How Would I Live?
in Wife Poems
How would I live,
without you by my side,
What life would breath into my soul,
how would I survive,
in Wife Poems
How would I live,
without you by my side,
What life would breath into my soul,
how would I survive,
Thank you Ann for your comment. It means more as it is coming from someone who has such empathy on the subject matter. Kind regards. Alan.
In quiet time, when day is done,
] rest my head for sleep to come,
As peace steals o'er my restless mind,
My memories your face will find,
A lovely poem - my husband was also a soldier, but I didn't receive any beautiful poems like that when he was away!
Now that you're gone and I'm alone
To face the future on my own,
I wonder how, as day by day,
I struggle hard to find a way,
I too have lost my husband of 58 years. I didn't really know what grief was until after his death. I also began writing late in life. I went to a writing for well-being course after my...