A Winter Wedding. Poem by Fay Slimm

A Winter Wedding.

Rating: 5.0


Everyone knew we were heading for snow.
Lowering banks of menacing clouds trying
To threaten cold wedding guests told us so.
You and I cuddled close. I was crying.

After a night of passionate rapture
You would be gone. Yet these moments were ours.
My body, heart, mind and soul you captured,
Snowbound, we then bound ourselves to love's vows.

Your presence has stayed, 'tho war took your life.
It shines in your son, and comforts your wife.


Dedicated to all war widows.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Scott Austin 18 December 2008

This is a very loving piece of work you have written in dedication to all those war widows, Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us. Scott

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~ Jon London ~ 20 December 2008

Wonderfully expressed piece Fay, you paint a vision that is only found within fine poets as yourself.....This is a sad write, but so full of hope...that it makes this poem even more beautiful.......thanks for this 10 from me Jon

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'After a night of passionate rapture' - this did it for me.. Lovely piece. Leslie

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Sathyanarayana M V S 23 December 2008

Great passionate expression Fay

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Ron Flowers 19 December 2008

Sad, but full of hope. You've earned a 10 with this beautiful poem. Regards Ron

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Sylvaonyema Uba 26 April 2018

...your life ...your wife A good concluding couplet. Nice style. Sylva

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Very true I like the first line everyone knew we were heading for snow.. Its sweet and nice to warn us... Thanks for sharing KRISTA

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Ken E Hall 25 December 2008

What a luvli thought to write this poem of 'At the going down of the sun and in the morning we will remember them' Lest we forget-- millions of dead, millions of widows- written with deep thought the reader can feel it. Nuff said 11 out of 10, kind regards Ken e

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Bob Gibson 24 December 2008

A beautiful moving poem Fay! my mind see's that lion on Lyles treacle tin, and the inscription: out of the strong comes sweetness: Your son!

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Alison Cassidy 23 December 2008

It's almost unbearable to contemplate - losing one's husband after such a tiny time. Your poem captures with great skill, the the agony of separation and the joy of continuance in the genes of a next generation. A very moving poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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