For P.J.W., Beside You

I know you lay there sleeping gently,

Moonlight resting on your weary head,

As life gives you her last sweet kisses,

Which you’ve held so dear in your romance;

Sorry to leave who you’ve loved so much,

And with whom you’ve touched all of us,

Graced with cheer and held once young;

And if I could give my life to you,

So you can live and love and laugh,

And dance with your old sweet romance,

I’d take your death and call it my own.

 

           January 2011

Author's Note

Any comment will be appreciated.

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

I assume it is to one person, but the flow opens the reader to many other views, love the structure and wording, some edits may be needed.

[Christie Moses]

This feels soulful and honest. I love the depth of it that fills the page. A beautiful write.

[stars are far]

this is so nice
and the emotions are sweet and great,i loved the last line it is really inspiring and the moment is captured greatly..
keep going great :)

[Samuel Dickens]

I see here an expression of true love; the kind that you'd die for. A sad scene, but at the time, a beautiful one.

[Shelby]

That was beautifully put. It reminded me of a loved one I lost and really made me connect with the emotion of this poem. I was caught by the lyrical quality of the poem, the way it moved, like the dance mentioned. And the love is so profound. Truly rouching. I very much enjoyed this poem. Thank you for sharing.