Julieanne Jones

Rookie (19 February 1976 / Pontefract, West Yorkshire)

You And I In The Room - Poem by Julieanne Jones

Dedicated to My Husband Mark, My Best Friend.
My heart skips a beat, as you head, smiling, towards me,
I have a feeling what's happening, people who knew us could see.
The place was so full, yet there just stood me and you,
You look into my eyes, I feel it at once,
Even after all the years, of things we have had to go through.
A world of our own, people all around us, but I stand blind,
The love I am feeling, I thought I never might find.
The music is playing, I see your lips move, but I don't hear,
My heart is in sync with yours, I now know I had nothig to fear.
The words start to play, sshhhhhh, don't say a word,
We listen contently, to what anyone else in the room never heard.
We embrace each other tightly, never wanting to let go,
Its a wonderful feeling, knowing still, year after year that the love still has room to grow.
The music stops playing, we don't hear a voice,
Just carry on swaying in eachothers arms, like we just have no choice.
Its times like this, which aways kept our love strong,
We had our ups and downs, sometimes more than most, don't get me wrong.
Always deep in our hearts, we always knew,
Our deepest, truest love for eachother, would always see us through.
I smile to myself, listening, but just not quite, to the last tune,
Just taking in another moment, which is just like the first, of just you and I in this room.


Comments about You And I In The Room by Julieanne Jones

  • (1/13/2010 6:21:00 AM)


    What a moment it must have been?
    Recreated equally beautifully by you.
    Great piece.
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  • Craig Anderson (1/10/2010 11:58:00 AM)


    ' Always deep in our hearts, we always knew,
    Our deepest, truest love for eachother, would always see us through.
    I smile to myself, listening, but just not quite, to the last tune,
    Just taking in another moment, which is just like the first, of just you and I in this room. '

    This says it all a wonderful tribute to Mark. He must be very proud. Look after each other.
    I've run out of poems to read Julieanne...Get to work .

    Best Regards.
    Craig. x
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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 21, 2009



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