I think I'll end this story with a love song.
I hope that you will also sing along.
The love I'm thinking of is not a person.
It is about a love that's always certain.
It is about my life and how I loved it.
I would go on but I may have to quit.
I found where rivers run with gold and silver,
where icy mountain waters made me shiver.
In the deepest forest's darkened shade,
I knew the beauty of the glen and glade.
I loved my childhood and our simple home,
the smell and texture of the southern loam.
And I do love my far flung family,
though I don't often show that openly.
I love the friends I have and those who passed.
I never would accept a different cast.
No matter how, no matter where I went,
I recall it all as heaven sent.
I loved the sky, the forest and the sea,
the stars and Universe that sets me free.
That's a beautiful love song that I would sing along to. It reminds me of a song I used to sing by Jim Croce...and I read your poem to his melody. The words and the sentiment are just right. None of us get to stay forever, but I hope you get to stay as long as possible. Its good to be grateful for what is right in this life. Take care.
Thanks Pamela. This was the last poem in one of my self published books - Horizons. I see one of my oncologists on Monday and the other on Wednesday.It has been a year and a half since I was diagnosed.1 to 5 years is the life expectancy so the clock is ticking. I am dealing with it and my poetry is the main thing that helps me to cope.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wowww. lovely song, full of warmth n exuberance, depicting contentment n a zest for life. I like how you go back to your past n put in bits n pieces from childhood. You give a glimpse of your whole life in a single poem. Remarkable. A10
Thanks Nosheen. Perhaps I should write more like that. I'll see what I can do.