Susan Oxford Poems

The grass is green as he strolls along
a familiar path he is comfortable on.
The road meanders, sloping up and down
he knows each view, each smell, each sound.
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Embers smoke with wisps of grey
the flame reduced to coal,
The flower folds its petals in
to protect its hurting soul.
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She gazes out her window
at the boundless rolling green,
Dark shadows cross her mind
hope and happiness unseen.
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From the start it was meant to be
A love of a lifetime, you and me.

Young and free, our cares were few
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I sit on the patio and look at you
I think of the things that we've been through.
I look at the age on your face
Not one line would I erase.
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Each day as the sun rises I think of you
I smile at what we soon will do.
I stretch, I yawn, become awake
Think of the love we soon will make.
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The time has come to see the end,
my broken heart can not be mend.
Loose the tethers and set me free,
Time to move toward eternity.
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The road meanders like a familiar song
taking me back to where I belong.
For months I have felt so alone,
at last, for good, I'm going home.
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I lie here alone, feeling blue,
my arms, my heart they ache for you.
I miss your closeness so very much,
your smile, your kiss, your loving touch.
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You lift my chin and gaze at me,
your thumb brushes my cheek.
I hold my breath and wait to see
what words to me you will speak.
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