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My Wife

My Wife

She is gone, 
and I thought my life over. 
She would be so mad at me. 
It is not, fair. 

There are things yet to be done. 
I need to go fishing, 
and teach someone…(small)
I need to volunteer to sing, 
at church, without fear.
I need to take the trash out, 
cut the trees, and help…
all my neighbors!
God likes that.
It pleases her and Him.
A win. 
That makes the angels, 
sing.

She had a list…
I found it on the dresser.
How did she know, 
she had to go?

My heart was broken, I was lost. 
I have been found,
and told what to do. 
I missed that,
more than I thought…
possible.

I am to light a candle,
and place it in the window. 
It is to remind me to come home, 
even when the house is empty. 
It is to remind me, 
your love is still in my heart, 
and I have to start…
remembering all the things that you did, 
that made me smile, 
so I can keep that…
alive.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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November 18, 2019 at 3:55 PM
Beautiful poem, Ann. Love it.
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November 18, 2019 at 7:55 PM
Thank you friend. Ann
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November 18, 2019 at 3:29 PM
Really nice Ann. I enjoyed how you conveyed this message, though sad there is a hint of hope threaded through. Really nicely done
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November 18, 2019 at 7:55 PM
I pray there is hope... as there is meant to be... Ty for your kind words. Ann
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