You didn't ask why I love you
nor did the flowers weep
pools of envy
for what they might have been.
And that's it, isn't it?
Not wanting to be another,
with another,
somewhere over the next
rainbow or in another
hand painted vase,
even if ours is but clear
glass.
And since you didn't ask
Yes, here it is...
Why?
Because I made a promise.
And because I promised to love you always
And have.
Though I forgot to plan today
and ordered overnight flowers
and took you to the restaurant
without reservations.
I made a vow,
to love and cherish,
and the bounty of our life's experience
to have and to hold, but most of all
to share.
And
even though we never get to know
the Hollywood ending,
Or walk off into some self-justifying sunset,
We have shared our love.
I love you today and want no other
to share sunrises and sunsets tomorrow
and forever. Even if we cannot grasp
and get no more than
a year,
much less an eternity.
The children will call today.
And wish us life and love.
For them, our years together
is an eternity,
We will touch, and kiss,
and even if we miss
another chance to say it,
the yellow roses again blossom
near a sunlit window,
and we are, again,
as we were,
two lovers
whose longing never wonders
why, nor forgets
to ask.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I haven't read any of yours in a long time. As always it is beautiful.
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amazing poem.
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"Not wanting to be...
in another
hand painted vase,
even if ours is but clear
glass."
How wonderful to see you have not lost your touch. You make even the simplest imagery worth a second read. Welcome back.
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"two lovers
whose longing never wonders
why, nor forgets
to ask."
And this, Scribe, is what we all yearn for and dream about; a love imbued with devotion & friendship. Happy anniversary to you both. A lovely, honest penning blooming in the sunlight. Wanda
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