Till death do us part..
Vowed I..
Then
I loved and honoured you
I respected and worshipped you
I cherished you
Till death do us part..
you vowed...
Then
You pushed and kicked
You punched cut and bruised
You insulted scarred and wounded me deep
You hurt me and You tore me apart
I carried for you a gift
Safe from harm
Cradled him in my womb
A symbol of my love for you
You stabbed me
You took my baby angel away
I bathed him in my tears
Caressed him with my love
Held him to me
Till death did us part...
lot of sadness came with your lovely words.. beautiful write dear leila..
A tragic story well captured... such sadness with much depth...
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I would like to translate this poem
Oh Leila, you brought tears to my eyes, some men don`t know when they have something wonderful and special in their lifes, sadly you are not the first or i dare say the last, to tell the same story... Andy x