I'm writing you a letter
I know not where to send,
so many things to tell you,
since life for you did end.
I'm sure you know I miss you,
my life alone to learn,
must deal now with this heartache,
of life's tragic turn.
We made a child together
the apple of your eye,
by chance, that you can see him,
that thought still makes me cry.
Near decade long, your passing,
no choice but carry on,
a daunting task believe me
each day that you've been gone.
Would like to end this letter
in a happier sort of way,
just know this,
my precious wife,
I miss you every day!
I
Did
Not
Marry
Your
Past
I
MARRIED
Your
Future
LOVE YOUR WIFE AS YOU LOVE YOUR SELF.
I AM NOT PERFECT NEITHER DO I PRETEND
TO BE. SOMETIMES I MAKE YOU ANGER
AND SAY DUMB THINGS. BUT YOU WON’T FIND ANYONE
LIKE ME WHO LOVE YOU MORE. FOR 56 YEARS, YOU HAVE PUT UP WITH ME THROUGH STORMY WEATHER OF TIME AND GOD HAS BROUGHT US THROUGH THEM ALL.
LOVE IS NOT JUST SAYING IT, IT IS LIVING IT.
GOD THROUGH CHRIST JESUS HAS ALWAYS HAD HIS HAND ON US WHETHER WE FELT IT OR NOT.
IF I COULD GIVE YOU ANYTHING IN LIFE,
I WOULD GIVE YOU THE ABILITY TO SEE YOURSELF
THROUGH MY EYES. ONLY THEN WOULD YOU
REALIZE HOW SPECIAL YOU ARE TO ME
AND FAMILY.
LOVE ALWAYS & FOREVER.
JANUARY 20, 1970
Ephesians 5:28: "In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself."
Your laughter lights the quiet room,
A gentle sun that breaks the gloom.
In every glance, a world I see,
A partner, friend, and heart to me.
Through fleeting days and endless years,
You share my dreams, you calm my fears.
In love’s soft weave, our spirits twine,
Forever yours, forever mine.
A toast to my wife, my love, joy, and life.
Here's to my woman, my strength and my song,
Here's to my soulmate, my gift all lifelong.
To my Valkyrie, she's both shield and sword,
Who sharpens my wit, my heart, soul, and gourd.
Here's to my belov’d, may she ever joy,
May she feel safe, loved, blushing ‘fore this boy.
May she ne’er sorrow, borrow, nor shed tears.
May she ne’er feel lost, nor give in to fears.
Grant that I protect, secure,serve, and guide
May I be enough, true, loving, uncried.
May I be iron to shield her from pain
May I be soft down to cushion her strain.
God knows I’m enough to give her her needs,
Yet always reap more in harvest than seeds.
I want to be more, much than I am
I adore her, see? Much more than I can.
Christmas cake:
last year I tried to bake
something like my granny used to do.
Alas, I made a mess, it tasted awful too.
Oh eew - and I was running to and fro the loo.
Well, it almost put me off for life,
so hard it snapped my knife!
To my wife...
Time has changed me, I now know that you have changed as well.
And I would do what you would now say.
A second chance from you I would ask as things with you have changed as well.
As I once gave them fish so we were blessed to be there for,
my love for you.
Because you are still strong like then your body's smell I long to taste now covered in the scent of time, rosemary yes and thyme.
Time has changed you to.
As for what I want from you,
was love a love as strong as love could be a simple man is what I am, I'm shy yet strong for you please understand.
To you I plead yet promise to, to be the man I'd help you be, the best friend that I once then, her birthday love is coming soon.
And time has changed me to.
You've lived half a century, girl,
would you believe it?
No doubt life seems like a whirl
or do you feel you're in deep sh**?
Fifty summers, fifty winters,
over half spent with Lenny--
just proves there's no free dinners
cause livin' with me is not all glee!
You have awakened to fifty springs,
seen fifty times the leaves fall--
cared little for baskets of gold rings
or a big house with a grand hall,
because long ago you caught my heart
though some say that wasn't too smart....
"Out catching fish ~
make a wish our
next dish is trout"
Written 26 Nov 2020
A SONNET TO MY WIFE
Do you ever wonder why I do
The little things I do for you
It's because I love you, with a love that's true
A love no other can give to you
It's to keep a smile upon your face
And assure you no one can take your place
I love the way you wear your hair
The way you hold me whenever I'm there
I love the way you kiss my lips
The tender touch of your fingertips
So just remember, as you face each day
My love for you will always stay
Pure, unceasing – love without end
You're more than a lover – you're my best friend
4 December 2019
For the contest, Love Me Like You Mean It,
sponsored by Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
Diane,
What you know about physics and calculus wouldn't fill a thimble.
What you know about love and goodness overflows my heart,
Every day.
I love you,
D.
(Written about 2005, as a sonnet, but I cannot recall why I used 13 rather than 14 syllables per line. Maybe Petrachan? Forgive me if it fails the sonnet test.)
For My Wife and Daughters: STREAMS OF CONSCIOUSNESS
eighty percent water in me wants unity here
oscillating in bones, gurgling words in my bloodstream,
verging on vigorous waterways, my own river
converging dreams, I take our daughters to park and stream
few, if any, waterfowl and fauna peek at us now
tiny tributaries of separation bring dirt
now, even in spring, the waters are still running low
no flowers or flora frolic between sky and earth
we inhabit deltas of exuberance, then the freeze …
shallows of calm showed my girls sunfish, pebbles galore
abounding like diamonds in my land of jealousies
now, as streams in the world begin to slow, run shallow
I am one in the God of all, born of Africa
my daughters’ bloodstreams murmur songs of America
I go to my wife
The jaws of poverty
Rats eat the corpse
The maluti mountains order
Senqu river to close it's eyes
A Letter to my Wife, Dear Joey
By Joeysguy
I lived with my mother for part of my life
Then I married and you became my wife
We both repeated the words I do
My promise to always love you
With the wedding band and saying I Do
My heart and soul I gave to you
On the finger of your left hand
You wore a white gold band
I would trade all my future days
For just one more chance of our yesterdays
My love now for you feels like so much more
I’m sorry I didn’t know it before
Looking at your pictures your beautiful face
All those loving words that I misplaced
For many years I knew what life was to be
Now I don’t, since its only me
I’m getting older and have a fear
That I may forget for whom I care
Our 51st anniversary is coming soon
Look for a note inside the balloon
I loved you then, I love you now, I’ll love you tomorrow
I write this with tears and sorrow
Till the end of days
With Love always
Never would I have dreamed of this
Inconceivable life we have built together
Not by any stretch of the imagination
Even through the difficult times, we held fast
You have blessed my life with beauty
E...n with his curiosity and laughter
A...n with his brilliant mind and creativity
Reveals the wonderful union of you and me.
So blessed am I, because of you.
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