Loving You Until I Die Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Loving You Until I Die
Hearing your silence in the room where I'm sitting,
that's all that's been left to me.
Tears flowing, anger being stifled because I don't
want to be angry at your memory.
It is still too loving and joyful to be ruptured by
the anger of your having left me.
Wanting only to be near you, sensing your being even
though you cannot come to me.
Loving you until the day I die, then my love will
find you in that other universe and dimension.
The one that I cannot enter into now while I'm still
alive and well.
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4/19/2024 10:11:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
It is always painful to lose a loved one, regardless of who or the reason. So far I've only lost two people whom I can say I love. Grandpa was 92, so I can only be so sad, knowing that he had a wonderful full life. The other was by bff, whom I shared a crib with, grew up with, and shared everything with. He died not long ago at 20. But I do have hopes to meet them, and all other loved ones along the way, again in that other place, once my time here is also done. A lovely poem that brought back nice memories of grandpa and Jim. Thanks.