Thinking, If Only..... Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Heart feeling so heavy all of a sudden, missing the love
of ours that could have been, if only you'd have come to
the United States when younger to work.

All these sixty-five years would've been spent in a lov-
ing holiness, an unconditional loving relationship as one,
bound to each other freely, openly through the years.

All the 'if only's' crowding my mind with an intense sad-
ness that touches this heart and brings tears quietly to
my eyes falling into the silence of my heart.

While thinking of the life that might have been for us,
tears continue to fall, if only... we had met sooner is
the thought consuming my mind.