Lonely, abused
her heart was spent and used
she desperately longed for love
middle-aged and confused
she lived out her fantasies
each night in wishful dreams
twice engaged; twice abandoned
robbed her self-esteem
Then nursing a neighbor ill
back from the brink of death
his confessions softened her heart
until no bitterness was left
and through the long recovery
each heart revealed old scars
how life could be so cold, unkind
how years of hurt each life defined
Gentle, shy each drawn by love
neither could resist
when asked if she could share his life
she listened to her hearts advice
and on his cheek a tender kiss
the power of love without a word
supplied her tearful, yes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is such a gentle, truly heartwarming piece, that fills one with hope that love will always conquer all! A sensitive and very readable work that I really enjoyed! . Happy New Year Chris x Lodigiana