Memories and Heartaches

For forty odd years
I slept next to this man
And listen to him 
Snore.

I'd fix his breakfast,
Pack his lunch and
Shove him out the 
Door.

I'd pick up his shorts
Do up his laundry
Put the toothpaste
Back in the tube.

I'd bathe his children,
Go off to teach
And on the way home
Buy his food.

I stood behind him
In all his decisions,
Tho sometimes I had my
Doubts.

I'd married him
For richer or poorer
I was faithful to our
Vows.

The years passed
And we were happy,
The boys to soon were
Gone.

And then that dreaded
Illness struck him,
And our fight was all for
Naught.

I loved him dearly
And mourned his loss,
But that time too has 
Past.

And I had learned
What the word freedom means.
No cares, No tears,
No wants.

Some have asked why
I don't wish to remarry
Why do I choose to live
Alone?

Because with love
There are to many heartaches
And so I chose to be
On my own.

                         Cile Beer

In memory of a very special couple.    l976

Copyright © Marycile Beer | Year Posted 2005

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