Old Lover, Young Love

My Love,

 

Although I am old,

My love for you is still young.

We go on in silence remembering: 

The days we traveled to foreign contries

And loved all through the night; 

Our children never wanted to grow up,

But to stay home with mommy and daddy

Safe and secure;

When we cried with sadness for our son,

Gone off to join the army

But with joy for our daughter

Gone off to marry the love of her life.

 

Those are the bitter sweet moments, 

We all pass through in this life

On the way to our final, destination.

Death

You and I still sit in our own distant places wishing, 

Praying it would all come back. 

Someone save us from our desperate endeavour

To find a place where we can feel our hearts again!

After you passed on to the next world without me,

Nights became colder

The house became quiet

Days were long

With no one to talk to.

 

My poor soul aches, 

I cannot hold it in anymore,

I must go on to see you so I can feel myself again.

I will see you soon,

Your Love

Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

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