Lying Together

There's a little cemetery at the edge of town
In the evening she comes to me, when there's no one around
I have to tell that I love her, though we're both all alone
And I miss lying with her in our bed, at our home

Why does love have to suffer, and make lovers cry
How can one keep on living, while the other one dies
We'll be joined in the end, I believe this is true
But how can I get by in this place without you

Bitter-sweet is the word, that I have learn thought my life
And having you near reminds me, Dear, you still are my wife
Next week I'll return here, I hope you come too
Until the day comes, You lie beside me, and I beside you 

There's a little cemetery at the edge of town
In the evening she comes to me, when there's no one around
I have to tell that I love her, though we're both all alone
And I miss being with her in our bed, at our home
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Gulley Avatar
March 2, 2017 at 5:31 AM
A beautiful and heartfelt poem Jerry. I love it. Sharon
Teagan Avatar
December 17, 2016 at 9:53 AM
oh Jerry, this is so sad and so sweet at the same time! I hope this is fictional! This poem will reach many lonely heart. Well done sir.
Turner Avatar
October 5, 2016 at 4:34 PM
It is always sad when a spouse or partner dies. I watched my mother go through it. It's been over 20 years and she still talks about it. A very sad poem, Jerry.
Smith Avatar
October 2, 2016 at 1:42 PM
This sad but you know you will be reunited...good write Jerry
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