He Was
HE WAS
He was one of those Splendor In The Grass
Forgetless- heart filled days of glory;
His spirit on white puffy cloud-
Sun- cloned Lewisburg, WV, fast water
Heaven skipped the top rocks as surely,
As never had my heart longed so deeply,
Nor spirit wind felt so beguilingly sweet,
Whipping the earth's face clearer-dearer
His arms bound our soul-gathered beings'
Invisible cry;
Whilst the brilliant sky so high
TOLD THIS STORY: YEP,
THIS GIRLS IN LOVE WITH THE BOY!
bettyburdette 2016
The first time I knew I loved my husband, we were
up on Greenbrier River across Low Water Bridge, WV.
He was so silently intent on the river, sky, and the
beautiful clearer than clear water. His spirit was
sculpting while I fell through space as only a teen can.
That is what the poem is about, AND
To You, My Only Love --- Gone to Be With THE LOVER OF
OUR SOULS, on this 2016 EASTER---HAPPY EASTER TO YOU..
Copyright © Betty Burdette | Year Posted 2016
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