Terry Wiens

I sit here quietly under the dark night skies,
My face is warmed by the tears from my eyes,
The glitter of stars so distant and cold,
Not unlike the love I would hold,
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You wake up in tears, to begin your day,
You already know, a rough one’s on the way.
People see you as happy, people see you as strong,
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The warmth of the sun on the cold mountain snow,
A conflict created through which new life will grow,
This is the way of this place we call earth,
Seasonal affects to give the world worth.
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Abandoned by friends,
Abandoned by wife,
Abandoned by children,
Abandoned by life.
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She lives in my soul and travels my mind,
My heart she does own and my love she does bind,
Her touch can be gentle, her words can be kind.
How luck has been with me to have this rare find.
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Our life has many ups and downs,
We question why we’re here,
But deep inside we know ourselves,
Loss of friends is what we fear.
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We grew up believing we can turn around,
Based on the path that travels the ground,
But the path of life is a one way street,
And we must deal with the souls we meet.
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That light that shines so brightly
Behind my path of life,
Comes from the son I held so dearly,
At his birth time with my wife.
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I’ve had me many lovers,
I’ve even loved a few,
Regardless of my feelings,
I knew what I could do.
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For sixty years they had been wed,
In thirteen seconds they would be dead,
She is frail and oh so ill,
But to live without her he has no will.
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As I look back down my path of life,
The up’s and downs, rewards and strife,
What have I learnt? I ask my soul,
Was I helpful or was I drool?
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Instant this and packaged that,
Designed to save man haste,
Landfills growing and air polluting,
Creating a poisonous waste,
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You entered this world so fragile and soft,
With tears in my eyes I held you aloft,
My being pulsed with unbelievable joy,
This wondrous bundle my baby boy.
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The melodic voice I held so dear,
The tender words that I could hear,
The soft angelic sounds she spoke,
The whispered sweetness when I woke.
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The fog rolls in across the sea,
Across the land a shroud to be,
Blocking out the starry night,
Across the earth a starving blight.
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The calmness flows,
My soul expands,
To grow from soil untouched,
That hidden self,
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Lying alone in your solitary bed,
The arrival of death you do not dread,
You’ve lived a long and compassionate life,
Helping those who were experiencing strife,
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As we progress along the road of life,
The mist becomes much thicker,
Those little things that cause us strife,
Loved ones with whom we bicker.
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