That flicker finds the corner of my eye.
A golden glow that brightens up this place
then hurries, scurries through the waiting house
to rest against the sunshine of your face.
A face of somber sweetness, yet serene
in true affection, quizzical but kind.
So gentle in those tenets held so dear
that fortitude was never undermined.
When poetry has strummed its final chord
and words dissolve into eternal night,
my world will still retain that tiny glow
of your reflection, warmed by candle light.
Thomas, A truly wonderful expression of remembrance... delightful in every facet... one of your best to date I believe... and that is saying a great deal!
That is beautiful Tom, a lovely tribute to your wife. Old loves are certainly the best ones. I too lost my soul mate, just another thing we have in common. Irene
Right you are Joe. The saddest poets seem to create the saddest and most poignant verse.
Tom-that is the most poignant and stirring last stanza I have ever read-beautiful words, with great emotional impact.We have travelled similar roads-a 10
Thanks for reading Lorraine. Remarkably, after 8 years, she still warms my heart. My muse is gradually reawakening. I think the sad ones make for the best poetry because the emotions touch us all. Hugznstuff
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a beautiful, heartfelt poem. Our bodies die, but love goes on forever. It is an emotion too powerful to die.