![]() To My Love in the SkyA Poem by Indoor Downpours![]() A poem of life and death, love and loss, and how childhood memories become nostalgic at the end of our days.![]()
Every childhood dream we shared
Are like stepping stones in this space. As your dad led you down, I couldn't help but frown As I saw the tears stream down his face. You took my hand, we continued on Like we did when we were kids. And we said our vows, I lost my balance Before you lost me in that kiss. Our footprints carry on together Like flowers as they bloom I never thought life could make me smile The way I do when I look at you. You turned marriage into adventure Another wonder of the world. We painted colors along the house With a foundation that grew and grew. I never knew what to expect When you called me up that day. A set of footprints in the middle of ours I never found the words to say. It took some work making our house bigger We built a fort inside his bedroom With handprints along his crib So he could feel the warmth of you. I still remained so speechless All I could do was hold you close When what you've prayed so long for gets taken away It's hard not to lose hope. Those footprints said goodbye as we broke our hearts and cried. We lit our candles and said our prayers and laid awake all night. We spent the money to go on another adventure It helped you to smile again, the way you did when we were little We climbed the Andes mountains, you said you never felt so tall If I could have the world then I'd let you see it all. Further down the road, we've grown hair of feather grey You can barely sweep the floor, and I can hardly hear a thing. This retired life goes by so slow, but its never been so fun. When I look back on the life we've made it seems like its just begun. And in December the cold caught you in it's snare Your withered bones were tired and I fell into despair I tried my best to say that it would be alright. But in a hospital bed, you met Jesus that night. I walked down the aisle that we treaded years ago Retracing our old footsteps with a sad and somber tone I made the chapel as colorful as could be That way up in Heaven you could look down and see. You will always mean the world to me. From the highest peaks to the deepest seas The tallest mountains and the lowest valleys Every wonder of the world you never got to see Is painted in my heart like a childhood memory. © 2014 Indoor Downpours |
StatsAuthor![]() Indoor DownpoursLagrange , GAAboutThanks for checking out my page! I write poetry and songs. If you read any of them, I'd love to hear your thoughts and feedback. Stay creative and lovely! more..Writing
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