Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts

Sunday, December 7, 2014

A Walk with My Darling


 
Her eyes never left her Jim’s face,

How could they now be in this place?

 

Their lifetime together was great for the most part---one could say,

Until their first child died at birth---it broke their hearts--- that sad day.

 

They worked the farm side-by-side,

Together they raised their seven boys

who---were their heart-felt pride.

 

The boys knew the labor of a farm,

They worked with their dad who also

taught them the land’s charm.

 

“Sons you have to respect the land and give it
what it should need,

or your farming efforts will not succeed.”

 

“Treat it like your Sweetheart, give her tender
care, feed her, and water
her---sweet talk her, so she will germinate your seed,

My Sons---this land is all you will ever need.”

 

Each evening at sunset Jim and Alice walked the path
to the pond hand-in-hand,

She was his woman and he was her man.

 

Their love was never threaten by cheating thoughts or
 action,

When they said “I do” it was without a retraction.

 

He called her “Mother” after the children came,

Growing up they never heard her first name.

 

The children heard them laughing, and saw them
holding hands,

As they talked and walked to their “Sweetheart Seat”

he made her years ago in their beginning plans.

 

He stopped and kissed her red and wrinkled hands

because they were lovely to Jim,

She held his hard callus one---she held on tight---as

she sang his favorite hymn.

 

He whispered her name, “Alice I love you with all my

heart and soul.”

She whispered back, “Jim, my darling I will love you
even after we are in the ground cold.”

 

The years flew by as the sons became men,

Five sons left the farm---to never farm again,

 

Two of the youngest stayed with their Mom
and Dad,

To farm and harvest and reap from the land,

These two young men took a farmer’s stand.

 

So they were never alone,

Happily in the summer their grandchildren
came home.

 

Jim's health failed first,

The sons got him a nurse.

 

Then the hospital time came next after his
95th Birthday,

The ambulance took Alice who rode with
her Jim that day,

she meant with him she wanted to stay.

 

She held his old wrinkled callus hand and kissed
each finger,

As the pain in her heart---did linger.

 

The seven sons stood at the end of his bed,

and each in turn kissed him bye on his cold forehead,

Then the doctor came in and said it was time for

Alice to leave---she refused and talked to her Jim

until his body was dead.

 

“My Darling Jim, take my hand and walk with me
once more,

And wait for me when you get to Heaven’s Door.”

 

“Walk slowing Jim and I will be there soon.”

The next day they found Alice in her bed she

had died in the late afternoon.

 

On their gravestones it read:

“Walk Slowly and Wait for Us”

And under was written each son’s name

And just baby for the one they lost.

Faithful Love Endures

The grandchildren faithfully visited and put
Sunflowers and Lavender Roses on Jim and
Alice’s graves.

When life ends on earth one’s spirit goes to the
land of the braves.

 

Each grandchild now grown with children of their

own---each child like a clone,

Making sure their lives will never be alone.

 

All the loves and joys,

From above are passed on to the great-grand boys.

 

Because loving spirits revisits their love ones on earth,

Until each are joined by them---for a rebirth.

 

Families’ devotion spins around in a circle of everlasting love,

Deeply blessed by---ancestors who are smiling from above.




PurvisBobbi44 is the sole author of these poems and if they are seen anywhere else on the Internet or in print it was taken without my consent.

Sunday, September 15, 2013

An Angry Sea Took Him

                                   
I Watch the Angry Sea That Took Him From Me


Little dark thoughts zipping around

Turning my life upside-down,

While leaves of gold and browns,

With hues of colors falling on the ground,

Colorful leaves escaping from the trees

without a sound.


Memories I wish my mind would not recall,

He left me sadly in the fall,

Tears still freely wet my face---as thoughts befall,

I still desire him passionately---above all,

Our bed is still empty---down the hall.

                                                                                             
Of other men, I do not care,

As they try to court me---and openly stare,

I feel his presents in the cool air,

Not to capture my heart again, but to just be there,

As my Guardian Angel his spirit is everywhere.


Eons it seems since he sailed out to sea,

Leaving his love home with me,

 For our 'True Love'---- it can only be,

Never will my heart be free,

If only the fall shadows---would flee.


At night I sit on the beach  alone---blanketed in his old shirt,

Watching the angry waves, hoping this pain will divert,

The chill of the night accents young dreams, mine are subvert,

Wishing for happiness not a heart-broken hurt,

I pray my sad memories of him---to please desert.


When sleep has fallen upon my weary mind,

I feel his lips so full and masterful but so kind,

His kisses keep me dreaming---my eyes are closed, but I am not blind,

My body still radiates from his lovemaking so fine,

My starving soul can now dine.


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