Believe Me, My Love

Preface: Written for my wife on our Anniversary less than 13 month's after the tragic death of our 22 yr. old son. Believe Me, My Love I felt helpless when the earth just stopped, and tragedy scourged you with its whip. Watched your soul bleed faith, heard your heart cry love, and I winced with every drip. The loss and pain you’ve suffered through, should now render you immune. Believe me love, my love for you is deeper than your wounds. When I looked into your heart, I could see the welts and scars. The reasons that I loved you were as countless as the stars. When I looked into your eyes, tears flowed like spring monsoons Believe me dear, my love for you is deeper than your wounds. You worried me, which fed my fears, but surprised me with your fight. Amazed you could get out of bed, when dawn poured her morning light, You’re stronger than a hurricane, and you eclipsed just like the moon. Believe me honey, my love for you is deeper than your wounds. My gift to you, if there were no rules, for our anniversary, is to take you back , baby close your eyes, to the way things used to be, you’re curled up in bed with your three boys, fit snug like silver spoons. Believe me darling, my love for you is deeper than your wounds. When I reach into your heart, I still feel the welts and scars. The reasons I admire you are as endless as the stars. When I melt into your eyes, sadness lingers as life resumes. Believe me, my love: my love for you is deeper than your wounds. You’ve made my life a banquet, you’re my soul mate and my lover, I fell in love with my best friend, and married a wonderful mother. Your songs of love and encouragement remain constantly in tune. Believe me my love, my love for you is deeper than your wounds. c Copyright 2005