Widows Lonely Cry

I once held your hand
for you I always made a stand
My heart full of love for you
Years of toil much labored too
We together stood the mile
and too occasionally a smile.

I once touched your firm face
for God upon us gave his grace
Now my friend you are gone
No more this world to roam
I still miss you my love today
but still feel guilty to stray.

Years I've been alone
living on memories gone
When will I feel brave again
to further love but not in vain
I yearn for company dear
Alone I will die I fear.

So will I ever love again
why do I still feel it's a sin.
Till death us do part
why Lord, in my heart
can I not make a new start?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Brown Avatar
December 14, 2009 at 2:53 PM
As I am sitting here reading your wonderful poetry today, I would like to thank you Linda. First I would like to thank you for writing and sharing your poetry (whether one poem or a thousand) here at PoetrySoup.Second I would like to thank you for all your kind comments to me and to all the other excellent poets also. I wish you all the best in life and in your writing endeavors in 2010. Love and blessings to all, Carol
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December 13, 2009 at 7:17 PM
That is an excruciating way to feel and live, Linda. I pray for joy and friendship for you . Robert
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December 13, 2009 at 6:45 PM
It is very hard to "make a new start," Linda. I have been "living on memories" for years as well and share your sadness about trying to move on without feeling guilty. Very moving write. Bless you. Love, Carolyn
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December 13, 2009 at 5:06 PM
enjoyed reading today.
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