Message in a bottle
My heart spills over onto the page,
As I write the words I dare,
Not say as by hearing them,
It becomes real you're not there.
I do not have the will,
And do not know the way,
To learn to live without you,
By just existing day by day.
As I have hidden my emotions,
The truth I'm not ready to face,
That I had and knew true love,
I know I can never replace.
My heart is consumed with loss,
Of my dearest and beautiful wife,
Who lost her battle to cancer,
With no dignity taking her life.
As I roll the tear stained pages,
So I can push it through,
My message in a bottle,
Ready to send to you.
Releasing my words into the sea,
Til there is a time when,
My life is spent and done,
And I will see you again.
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Releasing my words into the sea, Til there is a time when, My life is spent and done, And I will see you again. A beautiful poem.................10