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Silence.
For over thirty years he longed for a night free from the snoring that her sinuses caused.
Foolishly, he thought he could sleep much better if the grating sound did not echo in his ears.
Now he lies restlessly, unable to sleep in the silence.
Darkness.
The pillow he often placed over his head to muffle the sounds coming from the other side of
the bed,
Also helped shield his eyes from the glow emitted from the nightlight she could not sleep
without.
Now he lies anxiously in the darkness with the unplugged light laying harmlessly on her bed
stand.
Unencumbered.
His uncontrollable habit of wiggling his foot at night, which helped him fall asleep,
He consciously had been suppressing because the motion bothered her rest.
Now, free to wiggle in the empty bed, he lied motionless, too tired to move.
How he longed to hear the snoring he once thought he detested.
How he wished he could gaze upon the outline of her sleeping body in the shadows cast by
the nightlight.
How he desired to feel her elbow poke him in the side to still his gyrating foot.
The silence; the darkness; the freedom to move;
What he once considered long lost friends were now his enemies.
The sleep lost due to the sounds, the light and the restrictions on movement were a small
price to pay for having her by his side.
Now that he is free to sleep in peace – he cannot.
He misses her too much and the pain in his heart will prevent a restful sleep for a long time
to come.
Wanted : The return of a transparent Silken White Veil
Ecrued edges due to the sands of Lost time : Lost LOVE
No charges filed, no questions asked I have repaired the damage done
The Memorial Garden For my late WIFE LENORE is in full bloom
the shredded Portrait has been replaced ; Thank-YOU Jacque Charbonneau
Lenore's bust, now a polished Marble Emeralds for her eyes
Eyes (I longto see again)Speaking to me from atop Her Headstone
Now You may think me Eccentric, Vain Even Materialistic (maybe I am)
You see this Wedding Veil is the beginning of my Eternity
With My LOVE , My LIFE ,My WIFE LENORE
P.S.I have all of her Handwritten Original POEMS (Noterized) in a bank vault
Still I would like the CD's back
He lives on his own
Far away from life
In a sheltered glen
Since he lost his wife
Nothing can replace
The previous years that he had
It was timeless and loving
He now lives alone and sad
Surrounded by emptiness
Just like his heart
His family is now nature
Life at sixty, his new start
In a run down bothy
On the Cairngorms, above Aviemore
The Scottish countryside consoles him
His heart now a lonely sore
Everyday when he awakes
He thinks of his dear wife
Out of the window he looks
Out there is his life
He lives of the land
The best he can
Sometimes he heads into town
A lost looking man
The years have passed by
He still lives on his own
His loss finally accepted
Into his lonliness, he has grown
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