Never to fade,
you are returned to me
in the gift wrap of memories
made of marble
Magnificent and magnified
the moments,
strung like pearls
worn against the skin
that covers my heart
You gather me up,
bundled...
in armfuls of yesterdays
and carry me
with loving caution
to be placed upon life's mantle
decorated with time's treasures
Evergreen, the limbs
of love....
of lasting smiles
that are the sonnets of my soul....
Evergreen, the fragrance
settling in....
Evergreen, the touch of tender light
Replaced by none other...
Relinquished, not for a sheer second...
Relished, as what serves me best...
Never to fade,
I am returned
to the pine barren expanse
deep in the forever forest
Of father and daughter...
Where only the morning mist
Knows how much you are missed...
And
Evergreen
Evergreen...
Loaded with loneliness in the language of loss that can be spoken only by those who have had irreplacable loss. Well done my friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So tender... so very...very tender.