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Shania Lane Poem
Warm rain streaming down, shadows lurking in the dark
wishing and dreaming of what could be but never will be
Warm mist rain, sun starting to glow with shadows disappearing
busying myself for the day, I find the time to dream away.
Cuddling up to me making sure I am ok reassuring me everything
will be the same as it always was.
With a clap of a hand I wake up and not everything is the same, where
am I, how did I get here. Your safe. Wrapped up in warm arms
How did I get here? With a gentle touch my husband said, "Everything is ok."
I said, "No, I buried you and raising our son alone"
With a clap of thunder I woke up shivering in the cold
wishing and dreaming that I was never alone.
Copyright © Shania Lane | Year Posted 2011
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Shania Lane Poem
I can only remember way back when I was married to the most beautiful man
in the world. He was very precious to me.
He would hand the world to me on a silver platter is what he told me.
Then it started to deminish, when we found out he had cancer.
We had a little boy together.
My husband passed away three years ago.
The song "And Still" by Reba McEntire gets to me
instead of him being with a woman I blame
God taking him, but I understand Why.
God has blessed me to have him while I did
and God has blessed me to raise our son alone
and yet I sleep alone at night wondering Why?
When my son does something funny, or bad,
or whatever could be I wish his father could be
here to help me.
Instead I do it all alone. Asking God to give me the
strength and wisdom to go through life of trifles and
tribulations that torment me.
Copyright © Shania Lane | Year Posted 2011
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