One always hopes that our other half remembers all the beautiful things that we ourselves cherish in our heart. Your plea for wishing just this is obvious here and makes a wonderful poem.
Love the picture also Craig.
Thanks for both.
This gave me instense chills, A longing for wanting something someone to at least remember what feeling they shared between eachother. Great mental picture very deep.
And we wonder... do they ever think about the things that we still think about. How heart wrenching...
You words tug at strings of memories so that every single person reading your poem can relate. The line that sticks out the most in this piece (at least to me) is "There is no longer sweet, silent conversation." Happy American thanksgiving, Craig!!!!
That was full of deep pain but still possesses great beauty... when we are alone we need to think that we still live in the hearts of a past love or it is like that time never existed and therefore nether does our heart.
2024 is here... May we make it so much more heaven than hell... Wishing all peace on earth... Together, maybe we go the distance...
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet t.. more..