Gladys Moore

(Pinellas Park, FL, USA)

Where Is The Husband I Married? - Poem by Gladys Moore

There’s a sadness in my heart;
sometimes it nearly tears me apart. How can I know if I should leave him there;
would he be happier here in his favorite chair? Or would he even remember that he lived here
when the house was full of love and cheer? Would that we could go back in time
and relive the special days - his and mine. God did not plan our lives to go astray,
but he sent his son to teach us the way. I believe that he has forgiven my sin,
but I don’t understand my guilt within. Perhaps the reason is that I still love this one
because he is the father of our only son. A union such as this which binds two people together
in spite of tragedies, such love goes on and on forever. As I think about the guilt that interferes,
I believe it’s just the hurt that causes tears. So again I turn to my Lord and ask him to give me peace,
and perhaps if I keep praying, at last my pain will cease.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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