LossA Poem by Andrew jamesA story about life continuing. We love a person maybe for their personality, but the soul continues. The personality is an expression of the soul's lessons here on earthLoss I was sitting
alone in thought Depressed and
alone in my heart Wondering where to
begin How could I make a
new start? For my life of
many years Had ended with the
event gone by Not caring or
wanting direction Starting anew not
wanting to try Sitting alone just
missing her Not caring if
tears would fall Wondering what was
to become of my life Losing her I felt
I lost it all How was it she
played her part? As my lover and
closest friend Taking for granted
our moments together Until on the day
they would end For the cares of
this world once consumed me And business would
take me away All this I would
give up in a moment If for one moment
with her I could stay With her as my
wife by my side Through all of the
years we would go When I felt
battered and beat and knew of defeat She was there for
me this I know Sitting on a bench
broken hearted Not noticing what
was around With eyes closed
and face hand covered My head was bent
to the ground
A voice from a
woman walking by Asked Mr. Are you
okay? Looking to her
with watering eyes What was it I was
to say? Are you hurt, said
the woman to me? Her hand gently
reaching for mine Looking to her
without thinking I replied, no I am
fine You look like I do
when I’m hurt Can I help you is
what she asked me? There was no point
in discussing the matter What help could
anyone be? Thank-you I
replied back to her But right now I’d
rather be alone There is nothing
anyone can do I want to sit here
and be on my own Sadly her eyes
would look down Her head she would
then turn away Her manner was
like someone I knew From the shadows
of my yesterday I lifted my head
to look at her All she wanted was
a friend to talk to She asked to sit
on the bench To spend just a
moment or two What is the
problem, she gently asked? Have you lost
someone close to you? Or is there some
other problem? And you simply
don’t know what to do? I could no longer
hold my grief in So I wanted to ask
a question or two Asking her would
this be all right? Nodding her head
was all she would do I asked have you
ever lost someone? Yes, this is the
reason I am here today We each have had
someone taken from us But we all must go
our own way How long has it
been since they left you? She replied, time
doesn’t matter very much Does the passing
of time from the moment Mean I’ve lessened
the feel for his touch? No I’m sorry was
my only reply Sometimes I just
don’t know what to say I feel lost not
knowing what to do Loosing the Will
to find my own way She said, he was
always out working So many things I
would do on my own Then there were
times I’d look at the door Just waiting for
him to come home He would leave in
the morning at dawn Then I would wake
up to start my own day Sometimes on the
pillow beside me A rose he would
leave on his way No you don’t miss
them any less But you will learn
that life still goes on So your life
should always have meaning As you wake each
day with the dawn How do you handle
this being so young? With your whole
life ahead of you The same way you
should looking back There is nothing
else you can do
This answer she
gave back to me Seemed without
emotion and with little care Was she trying to
be honest, I wondered? Looking past her
blue eyes I would stare You’re startled by
my answer to you I’m being honest
so you answers you will find By giving the
truth as I see it I’m trying my best
to be kind The truth is you
will always miss her Each day from the
moment she passed on But you have past
memories to hold on to In your heart she
will never be gone This is little
comfort I know What is it she
would want you to do? Do this every day
from now on For the rest of
your life to go through For you know how
much she still cares You still feel her
within your heart She loved you from
the moment you met You both knew this
right from the start Her answer was
gentle and assuring How was it this
woman did know? For I had said
nothing about her Only that I did
miss her so Why was she there
seated next to me? On this bench by
the cemetery wall I wanted God to
take me away Wishing one more
time to her my wife’s call Why is it you have
come here? A question she’d
ask of me Look all around
raise your eyes from the ground Then tell me what is it you see I only see loss in rows standing But its meaning to
me is not clear Why am I left here
all alone? Without the one I
hold the most dear It’s been many
years since she passed Sometimes it seems
like yesterday We were married
and had our children It’s hard to
believe it has all gone away Why do you hold
onto this loss? It’s not something
she would want you to do I know it’s a
process of love Something you have
to go through But time is here
to mend your heart To carry you away
from goodbye Loving you she
would want you to be happy Somehow you must
learn now to try I said, I don’t
understand why you’re helping? I’m hurting
because of this loss that I bare But I’m afraid if
I let go of the hurt Does it mean I
will no longer care? If you love her
you will always miss her She missed you when
she was alone There may have
been times she felt lonely Just waiting for
you to come home She understood the
reason you were away So quietly she
complied without word She wanted to show
love and support This she did
without her voice being heard How do you know
what she went through? She said, every
wife knows of this loss A woman’s world is
full of emotion In our life as a
blessing and cross Do you wonder how
I got through it? How I learned to
make it each day By understanding
they live in your heart It is there they
always will stay I could look
within and see loss Or without to see
life born anew I have chosen the
latter to follow That is why I am
here now with you If you follow the
advice I have given Someday for
someone else you may care Then when their
heart is hurting For them you will
also be there If you love her
now as you did Follow the advice
that I give This is what she
would want you to do She would want you
to be happy and live I thanked her for
her kind words spoken I said, I’m sorry I
don’t know your name She said, look at
the stone there before you Both of our names
are the same Not noticing where
I was seated Taking to heart
her advice for my life Looking at the
stone there before me Engraved was the
name of my wife Raising my eyes in
this moment Just a dream, I
said, I suppose So I placed my
hand on the bench to stand There beside me
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Added on December 23, 2013 Last Updated on December 23, 2013 AuthorAndrew jamesJacksonville, FLAboutI am a 56 year old married grandfather. I write what some may think of as poetry, I myself see thoughts written down in a some poetic pattern but not quite sure it is poetry. The meaning is what is .. more..Writing
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