Wilbert Webb Poet Free verse

The View from the Chair

The view from the chair
Hey You
Over there
Do you remember
The times that passed
You know
The ones that last
The view from the chair

Hey
You over there
The view changes
As I view
Sometimes old
Sometimes new
But always the same
My Love for you

Hey You
Encased in Stone
Always in my line of view

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Hilda Greenhough February 23, 2025 at 5:35 PM From a shouted statement to a romantic memory, your poem has an element of surprise. The ending, "enclosed in stone", is not clear, but nevertheless, sad. Hilda Greenhough February 25, 2025 at 6:00 AM I'm very sorry your special one is gone. Now I understand your poem. Sad.. Wilbert Webb February 25, 2025 at 2:31 AM My history My Love Encased in stone (My Loves Urn)