With All My Love From Buffalo Poem by r james sterzinger

With All My Love From Buffalo



the snows in Buffalo
are as white
and as pure
as you seemed
that night.

and
as cold as you became
later
when I looked up at you
from my chair
that I couldn't stand up in

love changes
but not the weather
in Buffalo
here we only get reprieves
stays of execution

my love never changed
I gave you a diamond
then I took my life
both gifts of affection

one was a pledge
of everlasting love
one was a gift
loving you enough
to give you a chance
to be with him

so under the Buffalo drifts
at Resurrection Cemetery
there lies one spot
that never truly freezes
or gets cold

all the best my dear
I hope you and he are happy

with all my love,
with warmest regards
from the only constant thing
besides the snow
in Buffalo NY

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