In an instant, I Lost my LOVE
In a moment, I Lost Myself
Dreaming, a Life before Death
Living in Death before LIFE
She was my Heartbeat : My Dream
My Everything worth living for
My Soul cried , when my LOVED died
My LENORE is still “Everything called LOVE”
With LOVE , ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Liege…HG (Harry)
To Be Continued
Joey
I loved my wife and I still do with all my heart
Now that she is gone in my chest is missing a big part
My wife would get upset with me because at her I would stare
I would say to her because I love you and that shows how I care
Over the years she was my wife, my friend and my lover
It is so hard now and I will never love for another
When I lost my wife I lost so much
No more kisses no more holding hands no more will we touch
My wife is up in heaven above
I hope she can still feel all my love
When I see people kissing on TV
I see them as my wife and me
Without my wife my heart aches and I feel it burn
I kiss her pictures her poem and also her urn
In the urn are her ashes and also space for me
When I pass together again we will be
Everything I did was for my wife
She was one of the best things in my life
We had a place we liked to go to eat
Now when I go I only need one seat
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
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/loss-2.php
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
This past week I lost two good friends. The one friend I lost to cancer. The poor guy
suffered horribly. All through his ordeal his wife was by his bedside. I began to reflect
on this and I tried to put myself in his place. What would I say? What would I think
knowing I was about to die? Shortly after I composed this sonnet.
Weep no tears for me at this time and place.
A thousand eyes change not my destiny.
All living things must die eventually
Except my love for you, which I embrace.
Feel not sad for me looking at my face
Although it's old and wrinkled you can see
A budding rose should age so gracefully.
My time grows near my love; in any case
Your life goes on nevertheless my love.
So wipe those eyes dry of life's mournful dew
And think not this time undeserving of.
Life had been kind, more so, finding you.
A lifelong companion envied above
By angels and cherubs alike. Adieu!
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