Reflections

At night I see your smiling face,
As if the chains of our love were unbroken.
Your look of utter devotion pervades my sensibilities.
I know it's true for many have said,
That you died loving me alone.
Yet you never fought hard enough to let us know.
I guess that secret has gone with you forever.

I cry frequently when I reflect on those irretrievable moments.
At times I feel imprisoned in a bubble that no one can penetrate
Memories however can never be erased.
I have constant flashbacks to those days so many years ago.
I see you in my mind's eye,
You enthralled at the sight of your firstborn.
And your words "that's my precious"
Seem to reverberate in my brain.
Are you now watching over me?
After all, we were once man and wife.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Agustin Avatar
April 15, 2025 at 11:37 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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January 22, 2016 at 10:52 PM
Althea Pierre Lee Look,, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Always with LUV **SKAT**
Foulk Avatar
September 4, 2008 at 8:52 PM
sorry for your lost, I know the feeling it does hurt, it just seems to stay with you. this was a sad poem and very moving. thank you for reading my poem my heart wept for her. yes my mom was a great woman, if i could just be a little bit like her. she died June 5, 1997 at age of 93.
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