The Love I Am Still Mourning Poem by Maurice Harris

I know not why life happens as it does,
Nor do I know if it shall ever be as it was-
But I do know mentation upon me has changed
Yet again, and perhaps the bias too, has been rearranged
To be again, the covenant we once shared:
That we were each for the other, what we only dared
Believe possible in fanciful thoughts, or the scapes of dreams.
I want to believe that this is as real as it seems,
But my joy is stunted when consideration is made
Of the thoughts as were before, and the plans that were laid
For a future sure to be rife with love and laughter...
The proverbial '...and then they lived happily ever after'.
Then, this 'house of cards' collapsed, without warning
Leaving me forlorn-yearning for the love I am still mourning!

-Maurice Harris,23 May 2012