Go Quietly And With A Poem In Your Heart My Love, My Love Poem by Ted Sheridan

I wrote a poem for and about my wife and she cried as she read it
Her tears landing on the printed out page of my heart
Its inkjet type written words were bathed by the healing flow
That came pouring from her dark brown and loving eyes
She sighed and whimpered without concern for her emotional rescue
And then she touched my face with her gentle hand
Saying my name for the very last time before she closed her eyes
And in that it was not to be our final goodbye
But only an escape from the pain
As I too whispered under my breath
My eternal lover’s name


(2007)