The Best Left
Time alone allows for reflection
upon events that flee too fast:
Recalling the best of my life
even the hardships and strife
it comes to mind all that was
and is no more...
The love I have for one so dear
is true as truth can fly.
At first desire burned bright
as the brightest star in the sky.
Yet - how often love's fire, banked
is treated with poignant entreaties galore
fragile feelings the ashes
of a flaming passion spent.
Time is a friend that sustains love ~
tender acceptance soothing where
a treasured love still lingers there
adjusted to friendship-laced passion
double-linked with gentle respect
the best left glowing before
a warming hearth on a cold damp night
for love to spark into embers bright.
January 1990
it's a fact of life that most relationships lack that depth...congrats
Yes it is...and thanks for your comment. I never dreamed this poem would have such an impact.
if you read some of my 216 poems you will find no time to sleep you will only cry tears of joy why had you not read me poet poet me the BEST WILL then come O poet- tree from the pen have ye just try tears of joy will flow many say so you must find it so also.....
What deep wisdom in these lines Sara. How lonely must a marriage be without friendship? Marvelous poem and well deserving of poem of the day
a wonderful poem of love's true worth? to me it will always remain priceless! ............superbly written.
Euphemistically inscribed. Beautiful poem on love and friendship.Thanks for sharing and congratulation for the poem of the day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful poem, Sara, full of much truth. Congratulations on having it selected as poem of the day!
Thanks for your comment Kim. I have been trying to return to this site to thank you but I have a devil of a time returning to places I want to go once I leave them.