The love felt in this heart
At this time
Can possibly be captured
In prose in rhyme
It's an attempt
The tears are flowing
From heart through eyes
Never did I know
Never did I realize
The passing of a man
So crucial to my development
Would evoke
Such deep sentiment
I feel vulnerable, I feel sad, the tears are flowing off and on. Mostly on, truthfully.
Thinking of the wonderful woman who is a widow now, I feel an echo of her pain. The pain of the love of her life, gone.
I want to telephone her, yet, I wait until I am less tearful. She has enough tears of her own.
When and if I phone her, I want to be a source of comfort, a positive conversation.
In truth?
I feel so raw, so vulnerable. So sad.
I want to be strong, less tearful.
When I send her a gift or flowers, it will feel good.
In conversation?
I want to be strong.
58 years, they were devoted to each other.
I want to honor that with at least 8 minutes of sweetness, from the heart.
As always, from my heart to the loved ones heart.
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