Now... You Are GoneA Poem by anne p. murray- LadeeAnneMemories of my beloved; You and Me and The Way We Were
I’ll remember you always and forever and into eternity. Holding forever the memories of you, of me, of us, deep
within my heart. And in the years to come, in those cherished moments when I hear the echoes of your voice, I’ll remember all the sweet names you called me. The little notes we’d leave for one another...I’ll recall the gift of love we shared.
We loved the best we could amidst the pain and sorrow, time and life dealt us. Amongst the throes of your painful addictions. Sadly now…you are gone.
I laid a single, red rose upon your casket. I watched them lower your lifeless body into the cold November ground, my heart breaking with every shovel of earth that fell upon that black, steel box, trying to hold back the tears, as my throat grew tighter and tighter in my aching chest.
A part of me died the day you left this world. I cried
because you were gone. The many tears that were wept for all the lost chances we
had to love one another, beautiful, strong... with glory. It was hard loving you, because of all your
addictions. But I tried and tried... regardless. I was with you to the end, when no
one else would stand by you. When no one else was there …I was. Even when you didn’t
want me to be there, because you were so sick in body and mind. God, I wish I could hear your voice just one more time. I wish I could tell you just how much I really did love you. Please come to me in my dreams some night, some time. Hold me in your arms and call me your “Baby Girl”... just one more time.
And so… My heart goes on, occasionally stirring up dusty, sweet
memories and dreams of our smiling faces, of you and me… And the way we were.
"P.S . He did contact me when I was in the hospital last month
read my story “The Mysterious Phone Call ~My Dance With Death” http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/ladeeanne/777051/
In Memory of my Rick ..11/ 11/ 1947 ~ 9/27/2009 LadeeAnne
© 2011 anne p. murray- LadeeAnneAuthor's Note
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